Prince Walter? Awwww, that is so sweet! And a song to sleep with the peaceful lambs(?) & baby birdies... yawn... It's making me sleepy.
My mom had a story poem that she'd speak... The solemn little owl, sleeping in the tree, he opens his eye and looks at me... Are you sleeping? the owlet says. Who is sleeping? Who's in bed? Who? Who? Whooo?
Steve! Wonderful!!! Now THAT's some good descriptive prose. I love it... the red/yellow theme? Ahh, yes.
I think I may have seen that the next morning as well. Why was I drinking cognac? I feel awful that I was supposed to be supplying the first round of aperitifs ala Ossobuco and forgot. Next time... the round is on me.
Ros is such a clever gal to spot the sign! We'd gone by earlier in the day and NOT seen it. In fact, I never did see it myself, but was luckily guided around by two helpful, handsome men. But, honestly, I didn't realize we were THAT late... <hanging head even further in a morass of sodden shame>. Sheesh, I'm gonna blame Mr. P as he is not here to defend himself.
And apparently you got home OK...