Fairy Garden

My coworker's talk of fairy gardens made me turn back to this picture I took yesterday of jorge's daughter. I can't remember her name.

He brought her into the office, and she hid behind him for most of his visit. I heard little squeaks of laughter from her, as she wandered down the dim hauls while playing with daddy's camera phone. I tried to sneak out and get her picture, but she thought it was a game, laughed and hid under a desk.

She was awfully sweet in her little verde top and skirt, pink flip flops, and her gorgeous dark hair bulled up tight in a bun. A little pixie, if ever I saw one.