Beauty’s enticement…
At sight of the English Rose
he loses his head.
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Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Lovely, Sarah!
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Thank you, Naomi 🙂
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Thank you – now I am prepared for the warehouse day. x
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No roses to be found amongst building and plumbing clutter, I fear D:
Console yourself with the fact that many brilliant writers hang on to their day jobs, until enough people in the world recognise that brilliance. So keep penning away x
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I shall send you pictures of our last treasure.
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I think you should post pictures of those wonderful treasures on your blog, so others can see what magical things lurk under your floorboards 😉
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Fine work, love it and lost my head along with him 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Thank you, to a beautiful rose in her own right 🙂
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Oh! I don’t know why but that just made me cry. So sweet of you, Sarah. Thank you kindly. (((Gulps)))
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