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In the wendy house we served afternoon tea and cookies to our friends, sitting upon folded legs and chattering as if words were our rocket fuel.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 25, 2019.
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The wendy house was a soft beige canvas over simple poles. Grandma had made windows and a doorway, carefully sewing the edges in bright wool. It was our place of make-believe, a place our imaginations could fly.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 25, 2019.
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The wendy house was the hues of a summer garden, bright pastels that brought sweet desserts to our daydreams.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 25, 2019.
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The wendy house was Bella's favourite place to read, how she'd be so content to spend blessed hours soaked into the sweet pages of a book.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 25, 2019.