We enjoy a stroll with Anne and admire the seaside flowers.
You overhear this from a cluster of ladies over there...
"Anne was tenderness itself, and she had the full worth of it in Captain Wentworth's affection. His profession was all that could ever make her friends wish that tenderness less, the dread of a future war all that could dim her sunshine. She gloried in being a sailor's wife, but she must pay the tax of quick alarm for belonging to that profession which is, if possible, more distinguished in its domestic virtues than in its national importance."
- Jane Austen, Persuasion, Ch. 24
When you bend down to pick a flower, you get a glimpse of something moving amongst the leaves.
Win a copy of a hand-made fairy!
image to be revealed on winner's post
yes, ooo, a surprise - it'll be cute!
Open to all.
Offer ends: June 26, 2011
TO DO:
Tell me your favorite color AND a fairy joke.
AND, leave your email (if I don't already have it)
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Contest has ended - winner is here
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