Sandro Botticelli Madonna in Glory with Seraphim

Sandro Botticelli Madonna in Glory with SeraphimJean Beraud La Rue de la Paix 1907Unknown Artist tango dancersUnknown Artist sweet breathUnknown Artist red background
was quite a big baby, I recall,' said the bush. 'His mother had a terrible time.'
'It's never happened to me before, ever,' said Granny, still twanging like a bowstring. 'I'll teach him to run us down as though, as though, as though we was ordinary people!'
'He already knows,' said Magrat. 'Just help me get Nanny out of this bush, will you?'
'I'll turn his-'
'People haven't got any respect any more, that's what it is,' said Nanny, as Magrat helped her with the thorns. 'It's all due to the king being one, I expect.'
'We're at the trees.
Nanny struggled to her feet.
'We'd better grab her,' she whispered to Magrat. The two of them leapt at Granny and forced her arms down to her sides.witches!' screamed Granny, turning her face towards the sky and shaking her fists.'Yes, yes,' said Magrat. 'The harmonious balance of the universe and everything. I think Nanny's a bit tired.''What've I been doing all this time?' said Granny, with a rhetorical flourish that would have made even Vitoller gasp.'Not a lot,' said Magrat.'Laughed at! Laughed at! On my own roads! In my own country!' screamed Granny. 'That just about does it! I'm not taking ten more years of this! I'm not taking another day of it!'The trees around her began to sway and the dust from the road sprang up into, writhing shapes that tried to swirl out of her way. Granny Weatherwax extended one long arm and at the end of it unfolded one long finger and from the rip of its curving nail there was a brief flare of octarine fire.Half a mile down the track all four wheels fell off the cart at once.'Lock up a witch, would he?' Granny shouted