Before I left home, I grabbed a tiny plump unicorn from granddaughter Liddy’s stash. Let’s just call her Whimsy. I thought it would be a fun way to share our adventure with her when we return. As I often do, I had invoked a muse.
Whimsy has already popped in for a selfie at the Acropolis and to ride a lion in front of the Greek Orthodox Cathedral.
Whimsy…
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