That time of year thou mayst in me behold
(excerpt) William Shakespeare, Sonnet 73
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang
Will you seek out fun today?
hugs n’ blessings for all the autumn colors warming our hearts!
it’s the monday giggles…..
Be very careful!
Or you just may end up in my novel!!
it’s the monday giggles…
The next time your wife gets angry,
drape a towel or a shirt over her shoulders
(like a cape)
and say,
“now you’re SUPER ANGRY!”
Maybe she’ll laugh.
Maybe you’ll die.
hugs n’ blessings for surprise endings.
hugsnblessings 