Autumnus Fayre

The Whoopsadaisies traveled to the local fayre by donkey and cart. All the way there, Hitty Inappropriate kept asking, “Are we there yet?” ~*~ Mrs Sag traveled separately. With age comes wisdom. ~*~ The local bears had the treat stalls ready. ~*~ The moonshine line was long. Hitty Inappropriate wondered aloud several times if it … Continue reading Autumnus Fayre