Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Slim and Franke
Sunday, January 06, 2008
IT'S A BOY
See Tiger Lily, Caesar and Elenore. With his waddle and comb, we can be sure now that Caesar is a male. Just what I needed, another ROOSTER! He is a pretty boy and Tiger Lily and Elenore are keeping him safe.