Bubble trouble


Another enthusiastic lunge into an uncharted frontier, in pursuit of an inexplainable elusive floating sphere.

No sooner had it appeared than it had already gone, burst crudely by a blade on the soon to be cut lawn.

But then as if by magic a new one unexpectedly takes flight, as dad puffs his cheeks and wonders if he’ll be blowing bubbles for me all night.

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