I didn't want to edit this. I like the grainy, real quality of it. Looking at this definitely reminds me that Victoria's not a little girl anymore. It hurts me to think that.
My week of different kinds of teas was delightful.
I'll have to think of another thing to do in a while.
Have a splendid week. Be grateful for your life if you are happy. And know that there is always a feathery hope if you are not.
Mary Emily
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