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
Frankie and Slim

Happy New Year
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Chicks Are Named
Wonderful day yesterday. Chelle, Mike, and Hope arrived to meet the chickens and play and have lunch with me. Ron and Snuffy were busy talking and fishing. The new, fluffy baby chicks were a huge hit. All now have names. We have six Noble Davies, One Bonus, a Lilly, a Lil, a Dolly, a Chicken Little.
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