Walking by a stand of flowers yesterday, I thought how terrific they all are together and what a difference it makes to see them so grouped. Then I started to read a New Yorker and this joke appeared:
Life as it unfolds with all its surprises….
Walking by a stand of flowers yesterday, I thought how terrific they all are together and what a difference it makes to see them so grouped. Then I started to read a New Yorker and this joke appeared: