Forlorn of Thee
(fa'lo:n ŭv thē), p
, my only strength and stay,forlorn of thee, whither shall I betake me, where subsist?
Paradise Lost by John Milton
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Big thank you and hugs for the wonderful surprise box of birthday goodies.
Can't wait to sink my teeth into it.
Boo hiss to the Aussie Quarantine and Inspection Service who confiscated the buffalo jerky and summer sausage :(
Still... more than enough to keep me going these winter months...
June 18, 2008 at 1:38 AM
Hi Annie, I most definitely am :)
June 30, 2008 at 10:28 AM
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