I used to make circus wagons out of shoe boxes lined with grass for the caterpillars when I was a kid. And now you've got me thinking about other childhood things, like sucking the sweetness from honeysuckles, making snap dragons talk, and weaving daisy chains. Lovely issue, as always! 💕
Definitely aroused a strong visceral feeling. A caterpillar on the palm of my hand is fine but reading your piece I felt it climbing my arm and shuttered. I plan on doing a few subtle experiments on my granddaughters to check tolerance levels😆thank you kelsey
I used to make circus wagons out of shoe boxes lined with grass for the caterpillars when I was a kid. And now you've got me thinking about other childhood things, like sucking the sweetness from honeysuckles, making snap dragons talk, and weaving daisy chains. Lovely issue, as always! 💕
Thank you! I love the circus train!
Definitely aroused a strong visceral feeling. A caterpillar on the palm of my hand is fine but reading your piece I felt it climbing my arm and shuttered. I plan on doing a few subtle experiments on my granddaughters to check tolerance levels😆thank you kelsey
I love that I’ve inspired some experiments!
Uuuuuggghhhhh…the cruel curiosity of children with opposable thumbs! This brought back many a memory of playground shenanigans.
As always, your writing leaves me full. Thank you Kelsey.
Aww, thank you! Yes, children hardly deserve their opposable thumbs.
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I was eating when I read about the boy's caterpillar soup 🤢. Apart from that, thank you for this sweet interlude!
Oops! Sorry about that!
Haha... how could you know? All is forgiven 😅