The party hall is almost ready now, chairs, banners, balloons and an explosion of every single colour of the rainbow. To the far right is the popular pin the donkey and to the left a table, stocked with every child’s dream a mountain of cupcakes and a sea of...
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The garden is always a shade brighter after the first rains. The dew is perfect pearl beading more exquisite than any wedding dress, effortlessly following the curves of the earth. The harlequin beneath shines through, a rich dark grass upon the nurturing soil.
As the nascent rays of the rising sun highlight the edge of my magazine page, as I near the end of a rather interesting article about politics and look up at the morning mist clear underneath the flickering halogen lights.