At the bottom of the garden is a little stream, that trickles over a bed of pebbles.
No one knows where the stream starts or ends, if you follow it, surprize, you end up where you started.
Now in this pebble stream is the door way of a little gnome, and if you sit and watch, you might, just might see him come and go, but be prepared to sit there and watch for 24 hrs, cause if you just shut your eyes for a moment, he would have come,or gone,-in a flash.
His doorway just looks like a patch of sand within a circle of pebbles in this sparkling stream.
5 comments:
Another precious entry!
But, you really have a little stream, at the bottom of your garden? -sigh- Pardon me while I expire of jealousy. ,-)
Mari-Nanci
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Nar sorry Mari-Nanci, not a stream, but we do have a pebble pond. That was a stream tho.
That's too funny. A legend. Nice one. My grandson, age 4 loves to collect stones. I should say he also collect Pez.
Oh yes! I love the gnome doorway part, too. Should have said that before.
And more giggles. You 'got me' good! ,-) But now I'm getting familiar with your delicious humor and I'll not be 'so got' again. :-))))) But I will just have fun with it! Which is the whole point anyway, yes?
Hugs,
Mari-Nanci
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Brillent, I was leaning closer and close trying to see the Gnome.. then I realished my Jane posted a picture of it the night before.
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