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
This was amazing to learn....thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
I didn't, and am smiling at the thought of a 'buff' caterpillar.ReplyDelete
Wow. All of creation is amazing, we have only small glimpses, i think.ReplyDelete
One can learn things on everyday bloggers.ReplyDelete
Coffee is on and stay safe.
I have always said you learn something every single day.ReplyDelete
That is so interesting. Thanks for that.ReplyDelete