I realized this morning that I hadn’t posted the last Scissor Dance I completed to the Tent Show. So here it is. I took this image with my phone and uploaded it to Facebook, and since I didn’t have that .jpg, or a better one on my lap top, I downloaded the upload, and uploaded the download. Ain’t technology wonderful?
If this blog wore socks, Facebook is the drawer into which I throw it’s unmatched socks; or maybe Facebook is the black hole, the mouth of the wormhole leading to the lost sock universe. All those beautiful socks, lost to their matches in steric chasms* of update stati.
There is no remembrance of former things; neither shall there be any remembrance of things that are to come with those that shall come after.
*Yes, Spike, I feel entitled to steal that phrase.