On the twelfth (and last) day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:
Twelve retro net floats
Eleven lobster buoys
Ten small monkey fists
Nine vintage jiggers
Eight nautical charts
Seven orange buoys
six Pea-less whistles
Five golden rings
Four little killicks
Three Navy anchors
And a compass in a fake tree.
And that’s the end of that adventure. Or is it….
© Judy Parsons 2023
3 Comments to "Twelve Days of Riverbend – Day 12"
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I have thoroughly enjoyed the 12 days and am sad to see them come to an end. Thanks!
Thanks, Cheryl. Happy Old Christmas Day. Glad I could supply a few smiles. It has become a Christmas tradition now, like the boxing day jigsaw puzzle, so I daresay it will be back in some form next year. I’m going to try and post once a week until we head North again.
That makes me happy!