from the prairie - commentary from the life of one woman in the midwest
"All around them shadows were moving over the waving grasses, while the sun rose. Meadow larks were springing straight up from the billows of grass into the high, clear sky, singing as they went. Small pearly clouds drifted in the intense blueness overhead. In all the weed-tops tiny birds were swinging and singing in tiny voices." Laura Ingalls Wilder
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Well, you know us but we don't know you so I thought it was a good nom de plume. Thanks for the cartoon....we really got a kick out of it at our house....when their "tu lips met" etc. WE are big into puns around here.....
Brilliant! Why can't I think up lines like that?!
Mine was an irresistable, Kacy.
Posted this on my Wes'blog.
Thanks,
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