Lovebug

Warning to friends and family–

If you ask me to babysit, and the light is so sweet you could almost eat it, and your child has baby chub and highly reflective eyes, and sports a tiny tuft of baby fuzzy hair, well, be forewarned:

This just might occur:

“He said the pleasantest manner of spending a hot July day was lying from morning till evening on a bank of heath in the middle of the moors, with the bees humming dreamily about among the bloom, and the larks singing high up overhead, and the blue sky and bright sun shining steadily and cloudlessly.”

-Emily Bronte, author

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