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Sack Posset!

Whales and possets all in one day. Oh you did give me a thrill stopping by. I have this bizarre (in that never happened with a writer before way) crush on you. Yes, yes, I get in big trouble not separating writers from their writing and it is some terrible literary faux pas but they can stuff it up their jumpers.

It is a lovely bee to see you here.

Much love,
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Oh Louise, I just had to come running and tell you - I was zapping the coffee and there in the briny, the whiteness frothed. I thought I was dreaming whales out there again - I often do, it is so easy when the whitecaps are dashing about to imagine whales into them. No it is not imagining them actually, it is not knowing the difference and wishing whales into things. But I know you are a wishing-whales-into-things kind of girl and you will understand my not-nonsense.

I looked through the binoculars and oh, more splashing and gunmetal fins and backwards belly flops. Do your eyelashes get in the way with binoculars too? I'm still not quite sure whether it was a large large dolphin or an itty whale but my friend! In a instant you were here and I was showing you and waving hello and pointing - all the insides of excitement.

Kisses Louise today.

Sea Mist,
Paeony

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