
It was a beautiful morning to be a bee.

Boldly going where no felt animal has gone before

It was a beautiful morning to be a bee.

In the morning the bees woke up early and began their work.

Faeries had been up all night embroidering and crocheting the lace for Queen Anne. There was a lovely display of the faeries’ work, the tiny petals stitched together with gossamer threads.
You must be logged in to post a comment.