just down the street from uncle brian's place, there is a garden with bright green grass and weepy, wispy trees and a hundred pathways going in every direction and back.
if you follow a very certain path, you will find yourself in a very quiet place with perfectly trimmed hedges. i think it's called the queen's garden, or something royal like that. if you stand just inside the hedges and squint your eyes almost shut, you can imagine that you see 6-foot cards with hands and feet painting the roses red while the queen of hearts hollers, "OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!" or even if you can't, i can. i have a very active imagination.
at the very farthest end, past flower beds and rose bushes and walkways, you will see a little house.
and you should go inside, because i bet you've never seen a house completely wallpapered in seashells before.
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2 comments:
That's crazy! I wonder how long that took.
i know hey? i want a shell-papered wall...
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