Amelia-Jane:
It began like this, without a bottle opener
Amelia-Jane:
There were flowers
Amelia-Jane:
Frolicking
Amelia-Jane:
Laughing, to the extreme
Amelia-Jane:
Interpretive dance
Amelia-Jane:
Pale legs and flats
Amelia-Jane:
More frolicking
Amelia-Jane:
Artiness
Amelia-Jane:
Tree roots
Amelia-Jane:
Tiny flowers and love
Amelia-Jane:
Take this!
Amelia-Jane:
C'est moi, in sepia
Amelia-Jane:
Strawberriness
Amelia-Jane:
Watermelon! (Not from Mullimbimby)
Amelia-Jane:
That's some good watermelon
Amelia-Jane:
Your FACE is watermelon.
Amelia-Jane:
Why yes indeed
Amelia-Jane:
How dare you insult my watermelon
Amelia-Jane:
Oh arty
Amelia-Jane:
Oh it was just darling
Amelia-Jane:
Pinecone forraging
Amelia-Jane:
Baywatch run
Amelia-Jane:
An ode to a pinecone
Amelia-Jane:
Lucy, this pinecone tastes like shit.
Amelia-Jane:
Lucy wants YOU
Amelia-Jane:
Insert Lucy-noise here
Amelia-Jane:
Brilliant: wine + pinecone
Amelia-Jane:
Passive
Amelia-Jane:
Active
Amelia-Jane:
Soaking up the rays
