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17 March 2009

Bright Spot

I had been trying to decide whether or not to pick these little daffy-down-dillies or just leave them to pretty-up the backyard.

Jane went out to play and solved the dilemma. After about ten minutes I heard soft rapping at the sliding glass door. There she was with her tiny fist full of them, thrust forward with a huge grin on her face. "Look, Mama!"

Thanks, Jane. They are sweet and so are you.

3 comments:

  1. Ahhh, this is such a cute story! See, you were meant to enjoy them indoors!
    Warmly,
    Tracey

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  2. Two bright spots... a sweet little girl and nice splash of color!

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