This bear sent apologies ...
Nevertheless, both Les and Ken remembered unfortunate and disadvantaged small people.
Mike P. took the chair and asked us to convey our good wishes to Margaret H. She will have a new knee when we next see her.
We welcomed Phil, new to our gathering.
He teased the fretboard before saying, "Oh, I'll do something else!"
There was much remembrance of events 100 years ago ...
Battle of the Somme - Attack of the Ulster Division, (J. P. Beadle.) |
Dick gave an account of another conflict of a few millennia in the past ...
Pharaoh's army got very wet! |
Yvonne wanted to shut Mike in the coal-shed ...
Let me out ... it's my birthday on Tuesday! |
Mike H. delivered a metaphorical lesson, yet to be embraced by political beings ...
Melissa lightened the tone ...
Any volunteers for a shampoo? |
We encountered a woman dead in a river ...
(Ophelia, J. E. Millais ca. 1851.) Lucy blamed the wind and dreadful rain. |
Now hear this.
Slow your vital functions, imbibe beautiful music and poetic imagery through the pores of your very soul ...
Close your eyes; allow them to turn to glass.
Weep tears of gold and jade ...
Sadly ... we had to return from dream-land to witness Max whipping an old horse ...
Does Max have a soul? |
Was it all doom and gloom?
No!
We left in high spirits to watch for the break of day ...
No comments:
Post a Comment