They are always like that. My husband and I once appeared at our resturant gig dressed as Pan and a non-specific Nymph (we were young then sigh!) and everyone asked if our feet weren't cold, all bare like that. Missed the point of it being a mid-winter solstice feast as far as we could tell. They wanted John Denver songs as usual.
Steve, right again. I suspect. The song must have been real, sorry. Of course! My mind is having the most wonderful exercise. And it's safe here with friends.
Bee duya, I like your song. It feels like our place. We never have got chickens so my man gets to sleep in before we tackle the work together.
Willie-O, Yes I think so too.
I will miss this thread when it finally dies. It is fun isn't it Amos.