This is the view from my sewing studio.
Looking out on Black Pine Mountain.
Once up a time . . .
. . . the King was working up in the upper fields.
On his way home one afternoon he noticed a cluster of wildflowers growing beside the road. He put his tractor in park and climbed down the dirty dusty steps to pick a handful.
You see, he wanted to bring them home to the Queen, knowing how much they would please her.
She was pleased indeed!
She put them in fresh well-water in her special heart shaped vase. They sat on her windowsill for several days while she reflected on living with the King for 36 years and then after that--happily ever after.
You see my friends, some fairy tales are real!