Cute Clare!
Millbury, MA
Good one Nancy!
It's winter in MichiganAnd the gentle breezes blow, 70 miles per hour at 52 below! Oh, how I love Michigan When the snow's up to your butt; You take a breath of winter air And your nose is frozen shut. Yes, the weather here is wonderful, You may think I'm a fool. I could never leave Michigan, Cause I'm frozen to the stool.
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Thought I'd share little winter poem I was sent.
Marge, good one.
CC, yours reminds me of a ceramic sign I found hanging on the inside of an outhouse, above the hole. Stand close, it's shorter than you think.
Patti
Chiliwist Valley
This Michigander loves your poem and snow carving. It is getting pretty nasty here this morning. Snowing and slippery, they are saying up to 3-4 inches of the lovely white stuff during the day today. Ginny
Ramona that is a cute poem and love the pic.
Vinton, Virginia
Marge (AKA Dimples):This is an article submitted to a 1999 Louisville Sentinel contest to find out who had the wildest Christmas dinners. It won first prize.
OMG,
I could see why. This is hilarious. Thanks Marge.
OK,
I'm all caught up.
I'm a cat lady too. I love the password joke and I would have been a jail too after that kid with the boots. Love the horse reading the novel and the red neck fisherman.
LOL You've all made my day. Been headaching all week needed some laughs.
Too true
Ramona love the sculpture and poem.
Quilting My Rainbow
LOL Clare.
Very interesting and he wrote this in 1965, Paul Harvey
http://stg.do/9LDc
Dawn....those are very sobering thoughts. Thanks for sharing.
Dawn: Very interesting and he wrote this in 1965, Paul Harvey http://stg.do/9LDc
His last few sentences were indeed sobering. "Just keep doing what you're doing." The devil is already here.
Dawn
All I can say is WOW. And that was 1965...I think we have about managed to reach all the stages mentioned. Very sobering and unfortunately very true.