The Yellows

Well, it’s a few days later, and I’m embarrassed to reread my whine-a-thon the other day. We all get into the funk now and then — the reasons don’t matter. Usually they pass as quickly as they come. The point is, though, is that most of us don’t take to public media to share that whining.

Perhaps that’s the curse of the writer. Confused? Write about it. Excited? Write about it. Tired? Write about it. That’s the problem with writers. We are so used to emoting on paper that we don’t know when to stop.

So in order to make up for pouting and venting and making more of the blues than of the yellows, here are a few photos to make you (and me) smile.

 

 

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3 thoughts on “The Yellows

      1. Thanks Dear Claudia, and also Carole’s Dad passed yesterday, hmmm, just as I was Finishing digging Lily’s little grave, haha, she easily fitted in a shoe box.. .. So now I’ll be busy with Carole’s family during next week. Always nice to chat to you, xx

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