MILKTOAST: sheep.

Friday, October 25, 2013

sheep.

sheep. i love 'em and i want some. a whole flock. i wanna let them get fat and woolly and then shear their wool in the spring and sell it. i want lambs too so i can hold them and feed them their milk and coo and kiss their faces.

goodness they're cute. and funny in their faces and bumbling bodies.

images courtesy of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7--images 5 and 7 source unknown; think they're from tkow

don't you think they'd look great adorned with jingle bell collars at christmastime?

milk and toast -- a favourite and most nurturing combination. I like my milk ice cold with a straw (one of those cute paper straws with red stripes), or steaming hot, flavoured with a little vanilla and a lot of cinnamon. my toast -- usually two slices at once, and oftentimes flanked with apple slices or cheddar cheese -- is buttery and crunchy.

while growing old together with this blog, and watching it evolve, I've found joy in the milk and toast of my life, and have carved out a little place in the world wide web to record it. stick around, read a few entries -- perhaps you'll find something you love or can relate to.