Echo

Bonjour little one, and merci1

I love the blossoms, pink and feminine and fragrant. Today the little one and I , we took a lovely walk with another mama oui, and we smelled so many blossoms along the way I was quite intoxicated by the time we return.

I must admit I love spring but do not like summer, non it is too much for me. By then so many flowers are faded and the dust is bad between rains; the earth seems tired and ooh la la all that hot sweaty and some times Much flesh showing everywhere. I feel quite ill.

What are you doing with your days mon ami, quiet things or are you in the hurry?

And that dear little one, did you say neice or nephew, do you get to hold her much and kiss the dear little face?

I must go and make a supper but my eyes they are trying to close and my hands they are trying to grab on to a nice soft bed.

But a great supper must be made or I will have to leave home.

hugs to you little one.