Fragments flash like sun rays filtered by the spinning windmill of memory.
Fooled you? Thought I might compose some articulation of my mental images? Nah.
It’s time for Friday Fragments. The renown fragment flasher, Mrs. 4444 offers her blog as a collection site of your fragments.
I often find great words blowin' in the blogs, so check out the other contributors at her site.
|fancy flashing pants|
|from the cover a recent B-day card|
What do you think? Criminal llamas?
UPDATE: Both llamas have been brought into custody.