And after she set them free, they floated on a breeze to a far off land where all was good and buoyant, and nothing ever popped.
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We're not quite sure how it happened, but Belly Timber took a year-long hiatus. Yes, it was agony. The cats sought their revenge by clawing our rugs and peeing in our shoes. Sometimes, we went days without cooking and our kitchen appeared frighteningly clean. Shameful, shameful indeed.


Awww that’s so pretty. I’ve always wanted to do that.
Wow! That’s amazing! I’m lucky if I get one little tiny one when doing bubbles with the kids!
Hah! Note that I’m the one taking the picture and not blowing the bubbles. I can’t do it either!