On the Eve of December...

...sparkly thoughts are budding and the need for twinkle is nigh.

Thursday thought...

via billyjane

"One man gets nothing but discord out of a piano; another gets harmony. No one claims the piano is at fault. Life is about the same. The discord is there, and the harmony is there. Study to play it correctly, and it will give forth the beauty; play it falsely, and it will give forth the ugliness. Life is not at fault.” Unknown

Dreaming of...

The Kitchen,  Pablo Picasso 1948

...a clean kitchen.

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  Language evolution.

My Favourite Drooper...

#2

"She's one of those soppy girls,

riddled from head to foot with whimsy.

She holds the view that the stars are God's daisy chain,

that rabbits are gnomes in attendance on the Fairy Queen, and that every time a fairy blows its wee nose a baby is born, which,

as we know, is not the case.

She's a drooper."

 

-P.G. Wodehouse