I have a couple of things to do today, one is to clean my tchotchke while I enjoy my slumgullion with a spot of tea. After this, I shall find another project to engage in like some study items, or things to do issues. I know I will be washing dishes because they are already in the washer ready for me to light the fire.
Today I shall clean my tchotchke items and enjoy some slumgullion.
My TV for tonight has been laid to sleep, I am about to move in that direction also. I am getting my locomotion in gear and begin my migration toward that creature called a bed. I call it a creature because it really does not treat me right, but again, I am getting used to that also from so many sources.
I remember the song of many years past, “Locomotion”. I use to enjoy hearing it but I never tried to dance to it.
A Rose from a plant of stickers
A Rose, colors of many-with each color a special meaning
A Rose, Red relates to Love – often boxed by the dozen
A Rose, Yellow famous in a movie, a song, and a gift to one
A Rose, White I believe it to be a friend but special non-the-less
A Rose has stared in many movies, subject of many songs, teared many others
A Rose has blessed those that have passed
A Rose is truly a Flower with meaning to so many.