... so we of Wisteria Cottage shall be gathering round a lacy table set with the finest of china, the sweetest of vanilla-rose tea, and the cutest of pinkly-iced fairycakes. We shall share what we've penned or painted or pondered since last we tarried. 'Twould be grand to find a shady bower in the freshest of air; but alas, we find ourselves fresh out of all but the smokiest of breaths. Likewise, a large turquoise behemoth (a.k.a. ugly tractor -- who chose that color?) currently gnashes and devours shrubbery of nigh 7 year's growth, which most sadly grows just as planned though over the course of time that plan has changed and they now lie directly in the path of progress (a.k.a. a new deck of greater proportions -- badly needed, eagerly anticipated). Thus, we shall huddle in the coolness of the dining room, listen to the most magical of tunes, and giggle our way to forevermore in the happiest of circumstances. I bid you, "Sweet Faerie Tale Friday ~ adieu!"