Tuesday, May 26, 2009

The brave die never, though they sleep in dust: Their courage nerves a thousand living men.

Totally stole this idea from Linda over at All and Sundry.

Holiday weekend in 46 words or less:

Alphabetizing, new bikes, hamburgers on the grill, first cherries of the season, Penguins hockey, good friends and drinks on the front porch, sudden thunderstorms, sweaty runs round the reservoir, cherry tart and peanut butter cookies, freshly cut grass, flags and gratitude and memories of my dad

*Minot J. Savage


Kristin said...

Sounds like a great weekend.

ThirdCat said...

It does.

Mary said...

An incredibly evocative 46 or less words..

Badger said...

Okay, well I have to admit that "sweaty runs" made me a little nervous until I read the rest of that phrase. But I am all about the cherries and thunderstorms, and sending you hugs wrt: your dad.