Four years…. Imagine the carnage if I hadn’t let it sit for almost two years!
I wonder if there’s an award for procrastination?
In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE