O my poor Kingdom, Sick with civil blows Peopled with WOLVES, Thy old inhabitants...
That silver bowl is breathtaking. Imagine: it has been painted with a hand and a brush, and a soul.
Yes, and you could almost taste the peas, Teresa. I wish I could grow peas like that. Tour de force.
That silver bowl is breathtaking. Imagine: it has been painted with a hand and a brush, and a soul.
ReplyDeleteYes, and you could almost taste the peas, Teresa. I wish I could grow peas like that. Tour de force.
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