Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for November 04, 2023

Will it be first class? Then, YES!

Tie dye with me.

The quicker picker upper?

I’ll have what they’re having.

Beautiful wings included and are exclusive. You earned them.

Lovely

In the fall? Sounds dangerous. I’m in.

Only if I can be in first class.

This makes me think of origami birds.

The Dove Of Peace unfortunately flew above a Paint Ball tournament …

As long as you never tell me that I’m the wind beneath your wings, as it’s the wind that flows over your wings that gives you lift. I would never drag you down like the wind beneath your wings.

Is it time already? Where did the summer go? Up, up, and AWRY!

We’ll wing it. A flight of fancy.

Teresa’s signature is in a questionable location…

Paint your wagin tail feathers on me. Batman and Bat Master Man, get a grip and don’t slip in the sixties oil slick. Grace Slick with Peace, and Jefferson Star Ship.

…let’s float down to Peru…

“If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.”

— Anatole France

Dibs on the jump seat!

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.”

________ Langston Hughes

Depends where you’re headed….☺️

Answer: How do I legally mail the cremated remains of an emu?

Question: Name something that never in a million years would have occured to you unless you read Frog Blog.

…the thin pencil of an aeroplane that flies over our town every day…

…that I call, Our Peaksville airplane…

… sings its rejoices as it gives homage to the airspace that may or not belong to its citizens below…

…my aura …

…as Our Peaksville airplane sings siren longings to it…

…lolls my senses to dreams past…

…of when I dreamed of being a pilot …

…and I hazedly smile in the fulfillment of a wish deferred…

…and I soar with Our hero…

…inhaling the fresh 50° air…

…knowing that dreams do come true…

… I smile and continue raking the leaves…

That bird is flippin’ purty (sic) …!

Over the rainbow?

Great art! Waiting to see, Fly. By. Night.

Come fly with me, let’s fly, let’s fly awayIf you can use some exotic boozeThere’s a bar in far BombayCome on, fly with me, we’ll float down in the blue

fascinating art!

Great, thanks Teresa. I just washed the car.

Regarding positioning of signatures: Not to worry, she’ll get it in the end.

Blog on Bunny…Big Large Bunny’s bounce back and forth…

Makes a big O insatiable. Now hand to hand is good, if taking the male’s unit away.

Come fly, come fly awaaaayyyy..

Who says Origami Birds can’t really soar and fly? I’d fly with you, but I tend to be merely ambulatory. And since these things are so, it’s but a weekend fantasy, a dream delight, a flight of fancy!

I’m sorry, but I have a mild fear of heights.