Claudia, others would think 'What a sentimental idiot.'
Jams, it is. Some people would complain ('The fucking frogs don't let me sleep!'), for me ... ah! already told above.
Calum, can you see me smiling? Sometimes I would just visit one or two of my seldom borings, to read some relatively long posts, enjoying the blogger's eloquence, trying to learn certain words, idioms etc., following links ...; sometimes I'd put on my silliness-hat and enjoy deep philosophic discourses, f.e. with Dr. Scott; even more difficult it becomes when the topic is one I am acquainted with: often - at least on days words would not come easy to me - I'd just not be able to put my thoughts succinct and properly, and then I'd (mostly) do what I think to be the wisest in such cases: 'Just shut up, Sean!'.
All this takes time; as does posting. Exaggerating here: I have billions of ideas, but for mentioned reasons am not able to realise them. Example: Presently I have lots of photos but not the words to accompany them. Perhaps / Probably it's but the fully deserved punishment for that little Sean once was such bloody lazy in learning vocabularies.
Ah, Calum. Did I answer your question? I doubt! Wherewith I proved: A good question is not always / necessarily followed by a good answer. Thank you for your good question. ... Perhaps I should ask the frogs for the good answer? :)
In harmony with nature...
ReplyDeleteAn utterly delightful sound Sean
ReplyDeleteBut why are you visiting and not posting?
ReplyDeleteAre your fingers confused by listening to the sound of frogs croaking?
:)
Claudia,
ReplyDeleteothers would think 'What a sentimental idiot.'
Jams,
it is.
Some people would complain ('The fucking frogs don't let me sleep!'), for me ... ah! already told above.
Calum,
can you see me smiling?
Sometimes I would just visit one or two of my seldom borings, to read some relatively long posts, enjoying the blogger's eloquence, trying to learn certain words, idioms etc., following links ...;
sometimes I'd put on my silliness-hat and enjoy deep philosophic discourses, f.e. with Dr. Scott; even more difficult it becomes when the topic is one I am acquainted with: often - at least on days words would not come easy to me - I'd just not be able to put my thoughts succinct and properly, and then I'd (mostly) do what I think to be the wisest in such cases: 'Just shut up, Sean!'.
All this takes time; as does posting. Exaggerating here: I have billions of ideas, but for mentioned reasons am not able to realise them. Example: Presently I have lots of photos but not the words to accompany them.
Perhaps / Probably it's but the fully deserved punishment for that little Sean once was such bloody lazy in learning vocabularies.
Ah, Calum. Did I answer your question? I doubt!
Wherewith I proved: A good question is not always / necessarily followed by a good answer.
Thank you for your good question.
...
Perhaps I should ask the frogs for the good answer? :)
I would love to hear the sound of frogs but I fear they have suffocated under this @v!n56#g snow - oh my did I just say that?
ReplyDeleteLady Janice,
ReplyDeleteI was irritated, not to say shocked and almost close to ask: Did you really say this: @v!n56#g ?
Anyway, the frogs will not mind. And who am I to doubt the wisdom of frogs.