It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Maggie: spokeswoman for the day
Anyway, she will be here tomarrow with something Vintage; which means old, like me. I think the gray around my eyes makes them look deeper and sexier. Don't you? I was quite beautiful back in the day. I try to maintain a happy frame of mind. It' keeps you younger. Moke thinks I'm quite the chick. I don't know what the goats think.
Well...,I'm going to take another nap right here in the sun, now. All this blogging has worn me out. Have a wonderful day! Love,Mags