If you've been following along my adventures, you know my heart has been strunk not only by cats, donkeys,old goats, one eyed pugs and one handy farm man, but also by my childlike counterpart, Thelma , who lives with her paints and her family in France.
My chartreuse is now three, and it dawned on me, she will posess the power to communicate in letters and maybe a blog of her own someday...Well, in good time, but for now, I am kept in touch with her life by her gracious mother who recently sent me pictures of Mlle. Thelma preparing for Christmas. She began her preparations way back in early November, and these pictures were good timing with my recent post about Father Christmas.
Look at that face, so much hope in it for the many important grandiose things in her head.
