"They look like they're dancing," commented younger daughter whose autistic struggle for words seems to lessen the further we are from school. Standing above the ever-changing fountain at the far end of the sunken garden which is the original Butchart Garden (the Rose, Japanese, and Italian Gardens came later), I swung my camera up and caught them.
Sometimes life works.
Now THAT'S Putting A Face On Wreckage
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Yesterday a couple of you posted *this* on the Cake Wrecks' Facebook page:
I'll give you a moment.
[whistling]
Now, I have no idea where it came from, b...
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