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
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Have any of you enjoyed these adult coloring books? Very relaxing hobby. I order my books from Amazon. This book is made by bluestarcoloring.com . I use gel pens for these pages.
Sunday, August 02, 2015
A WILL AND A WAY
This baby chick found the easy way to get on the roost at night. Instead of a piggyback ride this is a chickieback ride.
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