"Yea, all which it inherit - shall dissolve, and like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on - and our little life is rounded with a sleep." Tempest Act 4 William Shakespeare

Thursday, December 15, 2016

RIDING AROUND AND JUMPING OUT

It was cold this morning...44 degrees...but walking around it felt like 33. The house was warm and felt stuffy so I went for a ride around the neighborhood. Jumping out when I saw something that looked interesting.  

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