Here there be dragons. Albeit small ones.
Beauty floats on delicate wings.
Not even Solomon in all his glory was arrayed as one of these.
Playing in a time machine.
Smileyberg. Now, who wouldn’t want to live in a town named Smileyberg?
Phil, forgetting where he was going, put on the wrong suit. Much to the mortification of his wife.
"Even if the man we are outside is wasting away, certainly the man we are inside is being renewed from day to day."
2 Cor. 4:16
A cotton candy kind of morning.
He was a nice enough fellow, but could be a bit prickly sometimes.