(I just used the words indeed and alas in the same sentence. So sorry. Somehow I momentarily channelled a sixteenth century chambermaid, and am fighting a strong desire to use the word "thou art" as well. Now would probably be a good time to click on the mean little red box in the corner.)
Since pictures speak louder than words, not to mention that the particular vernacular available to me this morning is less than Shakespearan stellar, I will spare you from my ramblings ere you ne'er come back.
(To blog, or not to blog: that is the question.)
Our final beach photos:
Dinnertime Dancing Joy
Sparkle Joy
Pure Cuteness Joy
And because I can't leave well enough alone.....
"Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow."(Romeo and Juliet)
3 comments:
This former literature teacher is impressed. I would be even more impressed if you could write a whole post in iambic pentameter.:) Your trip looked like such fun! M
My rhythm with words is strikingly similar to my rhythm on the dance floor. It looks a lot better in my head than it does in actual real life.
Ha... in our household we speak like that ALL THE TIME.
Seriously.
My son and I regularly wish each other "fare thee well" instead of goodbye. We don't think about it... we just talk like that! LOL.
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