If this was a flower, we’d marvel at its colour —
shape —
vigour.
But it’s a mushroom.
Oh, let’s marvel, anyway.
In my neighbour’s garden …
twenty-one words
(tales from the birdgirl)
(tales from the birdgirl)
If this was a flower, we’d marvel at its colour —
shape —
vigour.
But it’s a mushroom.
Oh, let’s marvel, anyway.
Bewdy, Bec! — But is it poisonous?
You know what: I have no idea! I don’t think I’ll be having a munch any time soon … x