Persistent, as in a rash that’s persistent. Or an infection. Or a weed in the garden. Except that this is a kind of persistence I love. Mardi Gras beads are persistent in New Orleans. Well after the celebrations are over, they remain draped and hung and piled and strewn. And sometimes sorted, as they are on this fence I walked past about a week ago.
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I love colurful beads as I’m a real magpie!
Me too! Sparklies!!!
Love all the colourful beads on the fence.
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed!
How cool is that!
Why thank you, Robin!