This was supposed to be my mindless evening stitching project, but the earworm has me singing the song all. day. long. I’m going to be so tired of the melody by the time the x-stitch is finished I don’t know if I’ll want to keep it around
It’s a marshmallow world in the winter, when the snow comes to cover the ground. It’s a time for play. It’s a whipped cream day. I wait for it all year round.