This wee feather folk isn't as sad as they look - they're just a little unsure about their new hat
This wee feather folk isn't as sad as they look - they're just a little unsure about their new hat
Current plans for Sunday afternoon.
Morning!
*waves*
Evening all. Hope your Monday has been tolerable. I found another feather folk. They seem to be everywhere at the moment.
This evening I have drunk too much wine, shouted along to too many tunes and, talked (and indeed typed) too much nonsense. Not gonna lie, feel very good about all of it.
Have a bonus feather folk as I drift off bedwards. Sleep well all, when night reaches you 💤
You know the only way to tell if I've really been gardening or not is whether a new feather folk appears on the timeline.
Tada!
Feather folk are apparently like busses. You wait ages for one, and then three come along at once. Anyhow, this one is saying hello, as I say goodnight. Sleep well all 💤
Today's feather folk would like to remind you that we may be on day two of blue skies (whoop!) but it's still a bit chilly out there.