The richness of life spills over into the blogosphere.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Mama Squirrel has posted a poem that is just excellent. Still feeling guilty about my bloggy outburst the other day, I can see my own craven whininess, and I now plan to take the prince as my model, and use what I find to reach as high as I can. I am too much like Eeyore and Toad (Arnold Lobel's, not Kenneth Grahame's), and ought to exert myself rather than pout.