His mother has just popped in bearing a batch of light,
fluffy scones. She's developing a rather deft hand since His grandma abdicated
due to failing health... not that she is likely to die or anything anytime
soon... she's the sort that will linger, being a bother, for years. Anyway back
to the scones...
Piping hot, gentle curls of steam when you split them
open...
And one small slave is sitting here with morning mouse and
scones slathered in butter and jam
Don't hate J
3 comments:
Glad to see morning mouse making a reappearance, I have missed her.
Jealous of the scones- YUM!
i LOVE scones!!
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