The Detective…

The flock of flamingos in my yard were absolutely bursting with excitement.  It’s not everyday The Detective passes by.  She gets the job done, solves every case,  but no one has ever seen seen her…all thy ever see is her shadow, followed by the sound of flapping wings.

 

.is her shadow.

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6 Responses to The Detective…

  1. Just love your creative mind 🙂 Fun stuff!

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