Wednesday, June 12, 2013

The Lodge and the Farm, Port Austin, Michigan


In a cottage, in a wood . . . 





 A young maiden, by the window stood . . . 

Saw some flowers growing nearby  . . .







 Help me, help me, help me she said, before they all bloom and die . . . 



So the loved ones, gathered them and brought them nearby.



Now a wedding, can begin . .  while she is safely in his arms.







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