I keep waiting for the flowers to go away so I don’t have to stop every time my person wants to take a picture of them. When they’re gone we’ll be able go twice as far in the same amount of time.
But at least now I’m getting some hope. Did you notice what’s hanging out with these flowers? There are big ones.
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And little tiny ones. Fairies are everywhere on these flowers.
And you know what fairies do? They go flying off with the flowers. I’ve seen them floating around in the air – and soon there won’t be any flowers left.
I’m not sure how those fairies do it. Maybe they take those flowers and drop them into a giant hole in the ground. Or maybe they pull the flowers apart petal by petal and leave them to shrivel up and die.
Whatever they do, it’s alright with me. Anything to keep my person from stopping all the time to take pictures.
But there’s one thing I hope those fairies don’t do.
Fairies, please don’t take away my weeds.
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