Out in the garden, I happened to capture my Darling, reflected in one of the sparkle danglies in the trees. A handsome fellow, isn't he? You can see the porthole in the trees to the right of the bird house--that is where the faeries come through to visit now and then.
I know, I know--I have a GREAT imagination!
But can you blame me? Here is the porthole up close. (grin)
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