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Friday 25 November 2011


Dear Lola,

You are mesmerised and stare in silence. 



You are not sure which one should be smelled or picked first.




You put your arms out and tumble backwards as you know they’ll catch you.


 
  


For the past fifteen days we have been surrounded by never ending fields of gold and this makes us very happy.



 Your mama x

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