I don't think I'd have even considered moving St. Therese from her spot of honor in the medieval evier in the living room, but one morning I found her laying in the back on her side. She may have tipped in the slight dip. Sam may have brushed by and knocked her over. It's a mystery to me. I scooped her up and set her on the window sill that is more level, but it still just didn't feel right. Considering she's known as "The Little Flower" and summer is here, she's taken up residence in the niche in the lower garden terrace. The morning dappled light speaks to her as the budlheas sway, tiny rose buds climb, the hollyhocks begin and the butterflies stop by to say bonjour. She's at her summer place, and loving it!
I'm beginning to feel like I need all the Saints I can get...and I think I have just as many spots around here! Happy Saturday-Love and Hugs, Laury
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | June 30, 2012 at 03:14 PM
...perfect location...now you need a St Joan...lol...
Posted by: Eric | June 30, 2012 at 02:55 PM