Pretty frost on the windows definitely needs pictures. Actually, those make me think of one of my favorite poems, Jack Frost by Helen Harley Davis:Someone painted pictures on my Windowpane last night—Willow trees with trailing boughs And flowers, frosty white,And lovely crystal butterflies; But when the morning sunTouches them with its golden beams They vanish one by one.Hey, seeing your girl reminds me - have you made any progress on adapting the Littlefee hooves to fit on the Mini Riz knees?
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Pretty frost on the windows definitely needs pictures. Actually, those make me think of one of my favorite poems, Jack Frost by Helen Harley Davis:
Someone painted pictures on my
Windowpane last night—
Willow trees with trailing boughs
And flowers, frosty white,
And lovely crystal butterflies;
But when the morning sun
Touches them with its golden beams
They vanish one by one.
Hey, seeing your girl reminds me - have you made any progress on adapting the Littlefee hooves to fit on the Mini Riz knees?
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