Very pretty, those bubbles.
That must be why it's known as bubbly.
The anonymous person who visited me would be totally confuddled by that. Which thought makes me chuckle.
Confuddleation abounds, and it's not what "Susan" thinks actually, it's cider.
Intriguing, both the phototo and the words. If their is one, I wish I had found the secret within the words.
There is more than one, perhaps even more than I put in. Seek and ye shall find (something).
Well, for a beginning, at least it is no secret that I ought to put my head on a pillow. Obviously. :)The peace of the night, Andrew.
Some Bubbles of Then have never gone from my life, deepening heart scar and furrow of tears, as the years pass by. Everlasting present....It happens!
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