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
Fallen arches ... who would have thought? You are clever and your cartoon brought a big smile to my face. Love your dogs at the top of the page too. Fun post, Annie ...
Fallen arches, how clever!
ReplyDeleteThese are great!
ReplyDeleteA very different take on Rain's prompt - and I love it.
ReplyDeleteNicely done, fallen arches. Thanks for the laugh.
ReplyDeleteI can never successfully draw feet or hands.
ReplyDelete...I love your humor.
ReplyDeleteFallen arches ... who would have thought? You are clever and your cartoon brought a big smile to my face. Love your dogs at the top of the page too. Fun post, Annie ...
ReplyDeleteAndrea @ From the Sol