When I was a kid, we'd pick strawberries and raspberries in our garden until our lips blushed purple. The sugary red juice would drip off our fingers and chins, and we'd grin with red-stained teeth and run around barefoot on the grass.
When I feel the early summer sun on my face and the gentle wind blowing, I fondly remember these days of youth!
As an ode to all things summer, I've created a few new pieces that just put me in a cheerful mood. I hope they make you happy, too!
When I feel the early summer sun on my face and the gentle wind blowing, I fondly remember these days of youth!
As an ode to all things summer, I've created a few new pieces that just put me in a cheerful mood. I hope they make you happy, too!
Cute! Good story telling... I can just put myself there, stained lips and all =)
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