Dandelions glow.
Deer flies Black flies Mosquitoes,
Smack them off me please.
Laundry smells warm breeze,
Barbecue glints ready rust,
Fanning fires water.
Rancid dog breath goo,
Swamp-wet gleefully stinky,
Dog paws sewage dreams.
Alright, I won't quit my day job. We've had a pregnancy scare and that makes me loopy. One can't drink one's way through a pregnancy (not that I would), but the initial horror of that wee surgical snip slip has my head reeling and my heart pounding. I never thought at 50 years old I'd be buying a pregnancy test kit. Angeni has been asking for a brother or sister - and we've given away almost all her baby things. Oh dear... Pass the smelling salts...
Mother's day has suddenly taken on a very different meaning this weekend!
Friday, May 11, 2007
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