“No, first the noose then the head, neck, torso and limbs. Guess carefully, a life hangs in the balance. Too many wrong answers and…well…forget it. Let’s play Old Maid instead. The player who ends up with the Old Maid is the loser. Why? Well…because…forget it. It’s time for lunch. I made yummy cheesy grilled eggplant sandwiches! I know you don’t…
“That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.” -D.H. Lawrence
Weekly Photo Challenge: Rule of Thirds She’s singing: All around the mulberry bush… the monkey chased the weasel…*POP* goes the weasel…papas con chorizo!
While the snow piles up in the east, the pollen level around these parts is as palpable as a snowstorm.