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Daisies

Sometimes you just feel like drawing daisies, y'know?
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Recent Posts from This Journal

  • The coziest feeling in the world

    Yes, we became very wakeful; so much so that our recumbent position began to grow wearisome, and by little and little we found ourselves sitting up;…

  • poems: October

    - Hilaire Belloc Look, how those steep woods on the mountain's face Burn, burn against the sunset; now the cold Invades our very noon: the year's…

  • Nineteenth Sunday after Pentecost

    Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus Steal away home; I ain't got long to stay here My Lord, he calls me, he calls me by the thunder…

And sometimes finding a picture full of daisies and cute characters on your flist make your whole morning!