A) Pertaining to Lorna's post in Reply #15, above, I say,
"Ooh, ooh!" With the thought that KF Lorna might have some kind of “Cassandran” prophetic power, I can only say how excited I am at the implication of her post and will be looking forward, with great anticipation, to meeting this dashing chap for whom I've been waiting all my life, and with such desirable attributes, too. Ooo-wee! Truth be told, I’d almost given up all vestiges of hope and belief that he could even exist. I just hope that he likes dogs, ducks, gorillas, farmers, the ocean, trees, music, and loves to read, as well….. And oh yeah, Kiva, too.
OB -viously.
However, as long as I’m here, anyway, I guess I'll redirect Lorna’s salute, thinking, sorrowfully, that she may not be able to see into the future, after all, and I will aim it, instead, towards Carter Denniston, Glenda’s late, loving and wonderful husband, whom some of us have had the pleasure of getting to know through his haiku and other manifestations of his kind and sensitive soul, in various of Glenda’s posts and stories.
Sigh, oh sigh .
B) Maybe you're right, Tim McDaniel. I'd prefer not, in that, ordinarily, sheep who are shorn for their wool don't have to be sacrificed in order for someone to avail themselves of their wonderful "by-product" but are encouraged to live and thrive and grow another coat for the next shearing season and the one after and the one after that. I'd rather that nobody and nothing had to die for me to have had that picture to post about, but who knows..... Either way, thanks for your post.
