Opera

“Chi son? Sono un poeta. Che cosa faccio? Scrivo. E come vivo? Vivo. In povertà mia lieta scialo da gran signore rime ed inni d’amore.”

PB and J

Yet another moment in a very necessary recurring series.

The napping house

Hey! Get off his lawn so that he can nap right in the middle of it.

That’s my guard dog

My alarm system is now a sign on my front door that says COCO LIVES HERE.

With the best of intentions

They grow these little pumpkins for this very purpose.

Savoring the last minutes

October comes in like a lamb, and that lamb gets roasted and slapped between two buns by a lion about halfway through.

Pall nellish

Chuck plays an important role in the beauty regimen of my girls.

Revenge is delicious

And it is best served cold so as to elicit the most horrendous pain.

Stuff I found while looking around

This week’s link roundup. I could have just posted the video of that dog and we’d all be done for the day.

Tis the season for outerwear!

It’s not even a rooster but all I want to do is cock-a-doodle-doo when I look at this.