you told me
once
that I taste
better
than strawberries.
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March 2007 - November 6, 2012
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24 comments:
"Tranio, I saw her coral lips to move,
And with her breath she did perfume the air."
My favorite line from Willy Shakespeare ever.
how beautiful!
OK, well, my motto has always been put sugar on the strawberries and they'll taste OK...
You can probably guess what I'm up to, eh?
'Course, my luck will be that the computer machine will break away from the net again....
Well, right now it's looking like the paint fumes theory is sounding good....
Nope....no hand smackin' yet....
Well, dang....
If it's going to be THIS boring, maybe I should do the changing avatar again....
All you need is Love
Broken glass?
No, I actually call this "deja vu" though I don't know why....
Broken glass?
No, I actually call this "deja vu" though I don't know why....
Oh, THAT's why....
Hi, how ya doin'
I told you there is no time-thingie! Believe me now? heh.
Well, at least there's different scenery, eh?
We used to have these all over our fence back in Fort Wayne. Morning Glories are about one of the prettiest weed I ever did see....
I love morning glories. Mix them with Moonflowers and you have blooms all day and all night.
Of course, this one has a heck of a time growing in American homes because most times folks forget to stop using flyspray....
Well, gal, I dunno what it was...but golly. Sure looks like it ain't gonna happen again.
Well, that's it for me....
I don't know what it was or why it was, but, at least you got yourself some posies, eh?
Beautiful. Myself. . drawn by the manly scent of the Highlands, peat and musk and the faint smell of amber.
You smell like that. I'm storming your castle.
Am I so very wrong Lin, that I read your comment and pictured the French taunters from the Holy Grail?
Should I have rather pictured the castle of virgins?
I haven't visited that one in about 30 years. . You're out of luck.
I used to love strawberries but I ate a boatload of them at the Plant City Strawberry Festival and they gave me rash.
This one is truly delicious, as you must be. *sniff* *sniff sniff* Yep.
welcome back, Doom...and, thank you.
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