Wednesday, 24 April, l907
The tale I am about to tell you
begins on a bright, clear, April
sweet morning in the Lake
District village of Sawrey......
It was a magical morning, and
the little village seemed more
than ever to occupy a magical
place in the world.....
In the northwestern corner of
England, in the Land Between
the Lakes, March is a month of
uncertain weather.
Our story takes place in
March 1912......
If your a fan of Beatrix Potter, I
promise you'll enjoy these
charming cottage tales.
Have a sweet ole' day! Dee Dee
