…in a tropical winter.
Chlorophyll almost gone…
The Man thinks I’m daft (and he has a point) to hanker after turning leaves and, at the same time, muffle myself in multiple fleecy layers!
But I can’t help it. Born in a southern Springtime, I am hard-wired for four sharply-defined seasons.
through a screen of shrubbery
No snake dramas today, folks. Well, not so far!
Do you find you sometimes have a silly- but- persistant little thought or idea rattling around in your head? No? Oh well, in that case you probably can’t answer my silly little question.
Can a wedgy be administered to someone wearing thong underwear?
We need to know these things.
It’s Happy Hour chez Dinahmow… what’s your tipple?