Grasping for Spring
The Poinsettias were thrown out yesterday, today I was allowed to throw out the Christmas Wreath . . . tomorrow must be Palm Sunday!
Saturday, March 27, 2010
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Down the rabbit hole and into a new world.
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- It could bark,
- "You're nothing but a pack of cards!"
- I'll get into the garden,
- handing her a pair of knitting needles
- it is most certain to disagree with you
- The loveliest garden you ever saw.
- Between yourself and me."
- sentence first---verdict afterwards
- "But wait a bit,"
- "It is a long tail, certainly,"
- "That wood's full of them."
- "I like birthday presents best,"
- Contrariwise
- "He's only just out of Prison, . . ."
- Rules of Battle
- ". . .but then I came and rescued her!"
- "Just then flew down a monstrous crow,
- Happy UnBirthday to me!
- Oh my ears and whiskers,
- Ah, that's the great puzzle!
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