Happy Birthday, VP!
Hark when the night is fallin, hear, hear the pipes a'callin
Loudly and proudly callin' down thru the glen.
Happy Birthday, VP!
Hark when the night is fallin, hear, hear the pipes a'callin
Loudly and proudly callin' down thru the glen.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Happy Birthday Vintage!I thought you might like to combine JRR Tolkein with a birthday cake:
Best wishes.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Yes indeed!
Thank you all again...
*sniff* I won't see y'all for a few days because I'm packaging up the computer tomorrow for moving.
I missed another one! Well serves me right. Happy belated birthday Piper! Hark! Do I hear the droning of a pipe band marching up the hill for a celebration? A day late, but that's my fault!
Hwæt! We Gar-Dena in geardagum,/Þeodcuninga þrum gefrunon,/hu ða æþelingas ellen fremedon!
Oft Scyld Scefing sceaþena þreatum,/ monegum mægþum, meodosetla ofteah,/ egsode eorlas, syððan ærest wearð/ feasceaft funden; he þæs frofre gebad,/ weox under wolcnum, weorðmyndum þah,/ oðþæt him æghwylc þara ymbsittendra/ofer hronrade hyran scolde,/gomban gyldan. Þæt wæs god cyning!
Ah! Another missed birthday thread!
Happy Birthday, vintagepiper!
Here are some lovely wrapped and mushy herbs for you, dearie. I'm sure you can find more in Dubai.
Last edited by ShoutGrace; 08-13-2006 at 06:10 AM.
“As Kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame . . .”
Why disqualify the rush? I'm tabled. I'm tabled.
Thank you ShoutGrace and Shea!!
Bananas... *cough* thank you. You know I absolutely *cough* love them.
I missed this but I still wanted to wish you a very belated birthday. I hope you had a chance to celebrate it in the midst of such a big move.
I didn't know you were a Tolkien fan, something we have in common.
Happy Birthday To You!
And I am sorry for being a bit late.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
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