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. View all posts by Sarah Potter Writes
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Nice photo 🙂
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It’s wonderful, isn’t it? And you should see the cracked mirror 😉
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Oh dear! I never believed my mom when she said this could happen. 🙂
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Hee, hee, hee 🙂 I think there’s a certain age as a child, before the ability for abstract reasoning comes into play, that there’s always that element of doubt; that thought, “what if” mum or dad isn’t joking and this really could happen?
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Hope they did not really get stuck like that!!
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You mean you didn’t recognise the ugly mug in he middle? Hee, hee, hee. Photo in the sidebar was taken 10 years on. As you can see, the lady recovered from her brush with the wind … well, just about. And so did her big kids 😉
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So funny!
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