Of by gone days when times were simpler. When sitting on the porch with your beau was a big thing. Families gathered for dinner at the table. When you ran home from school, your Mom was there, with cookies waiting. Where neighbor knew neighbor and was there for when times were good and when they were bad. Life wasn’t rushed. When you could stop on the street without fear and only anticipate a warm greeting, a doff of a hat. An era, long passed, lost in the annals of time and never to return.
Items used for story:
Chop Zuey Wilde’s Flower of Love Head Wreath at the July Dazzle Event
*HEXtraordinary* Antique Silver Cherub Lamp
Fancy Decor Printemps Mirror (antique gold)
Serenity Style Glam Wish Gloves