EASTER HUNT 2012
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This Back to School Buckets Craft shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. #CollectiveBias So whether you were dreading it or getting ready to put the bunting out for today, it’s the last of the Summer holidays here in Hampshire. Personally I’m in the former camp. I’m…
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Finally, FINALLY we had good weather for a day at the pumpkin patch this year. It was a bit windy but we headed out and bumped along the path to park our car in the cornfield and head over to the patch. This was our second year at our new favourite pumpkin patch and we couldn’t…
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Every year since our first baby was born, we’ve been to the pumpkin patch with the exception of last year, when we were in Walt Disney World for the month. Usually, we go to an empty patch filled with a harvest of gourds and pumpkins and we spend at least an hour inspecting them before…
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From the moment that I first watched Steel Magnolias all those years ago, and gazed at the blush and bashful hues of Shelby’s wedding, I fell in love with those pastel dyed eggs (you know, the ones in the boot of the car that got crushed when…oh well, die-hard fans will know which ones I…
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I had never picked cherries. When I was a little girl, cherries magically appeared to me, in a crinkled and scrunched up brown paper bag with the top rolled down, proffered by my beautiful granny on a Saturday afternoon after her mid-morning trip to the greengrocers at the top of her road. We spent afternoons…