As promised, here the Ladybugs collection for all of you, who love them.
Ladybug! Ladybug!
Fly away home.
Your house is on fire.
And your children all gone.
All except one,
And that’s little Ann,
For she crept under
The frying pan.
As promised, here the Ladybugs collection for all of you, who love them.
Ladybug! Ladybug!
Fly away home.
Your house is on fire.
And your children all gone.
All except one,
And that’s little Ann,
For she crept under
The frying pan.
Love ladybugs! We are overrun with them in September here.
☺I don’t see a lot of them here, but already saw some
Excellent! In the fall, they try to get into our sunroom by the hundreds at the time the farmer’s are harvesting crops from across the street. We love them anyway! 🙂
I remember one September years back, they were everywhere. ☺ Even in my office.
I have not seen anything like this for years. They are beautiful, Majka. The poem complements the pictures really well.
Thanks a lot, Paul! ☺ The poem is an old English nursery rhyme.
Really nice, Majka
☺