How often, do you go to say something, right at the last blinkin nanosecond, you reign in your tongue and hold the thought silently, for one reason or another?
Too, how often do you go, think to yourself, hell, that'd make one hec of a good post, only to retract the thought at the last second, and then you are left to wonder, at the opinions never expanded upon because of your own rejection of your own set of words?
I was just wondering that, that was all.
Celty who loves Aunty Grace & loks forwards when weather warms up tad, to taking photos of beautiful flowers for hers and other ladies benefit.
The Celtic Balmpot