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
Sarah Potter Writes 
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I knew I’d find them. There were others in the bird bath, too.
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the tree holds them gently in her mouth!
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You’re right, it does look like a mouth with very voluptuous lips.
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The safest place for them!
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The longer they stay asleep in that old tree, the longer my garden foliage remains uneaten! I cannot bring myself to kill them but sometimes I collect them up in a bag and release them in the wild, where their voracious appetites can be better accommodated.
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They thought you’d never find them there, Sarah, but they were very much mistaken. 🙂
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I never miss a trick, as far as they’re concerned!
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