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, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
that is quite a lovely shot.
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Kittens are so cute and you have captured the why:)
ReplyDeleteYikes! I would be tired, too.
ReplyDeleteHmmm.... reminds me of my oldest child.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured him lovely here,
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Miss Hissy looks tired and cramped...poor kitty. That is a good shot of Goliath.
ReplyDeleteHa! The CAT is a HAM and it's been nurtured by a HEN. You've got a Dr. Suess story on your hands.
ReplyDeleteHa, ha, tee, hee!
ReplyDeleteThat's a picture worth a caption:
"You mean I'm NOT a chicken??!!!"
Just love your pictures.
ReplyDeleteMiss Hissy just wants some privacy....So cute.
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