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
I found a long lost cousin:-)
ReplyDeleteIt's raining and the temps are cooling off!
ReplyDeleteHubby. He always makes me smile.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day and week. ♥
A surprise visit from a friend
ReplyDeleteMy garden.
ReplyDeleteRestored electricity.
ReplyDeleteGetting a surprise phone call from a long ago friend.
ReplyDeleteA long talk with my sister.
ReplyDeleteWatching the feral cats being so friendly to each other. Cats that are buddies always make me smile.
ReplyDeletefinding two tomatoes growing on a rogue plant AND another of the Caribbean lily bulbs has sprouted.
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