Over the riverAnd
through the woods
To Grandmother's house we go... 
The horse knows the way 
to carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow . . .
Wishing my followers and readers a happy, healthy, prosperous 2010.
Love, Limes
Love, Limes 
Dylan
Virginia Woolf
Bloomsbury and Benson and friendsMy special holiday request of my followers and readers: In 2010, please stop calling me Limes or LimesNow. My name is Leslie, dammit. And "Les" to my friends. That little disclosure is my gift to myself. :~}
All photo credits except Bloomsbury and Benson Bird, Gino and Fausto BadgerBirds: J. D. Morehouse
Hi Les, A pleasure to make your acquaintance!
ReplyDeleteHi, Tag ~ Right back at ya. I'm glad you boarded my bus. I'll punch your ticket now. You buying a pass for 2010?
ReplyDeleteYay Leslie and merry merry to you and yours!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Erin ~ happy holidays to you and your lovely family. A package is on its way to Broadview Heights as I type this. Wonder what it could be?
ReplyDeleteFunny how the anonymity of the web seems less important as we settle into a blogging routine. Pleased to make your acquaintance Leslie!
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Mark! Who knew? ;~} Thank you for sharing that. Thank you for being one of the commenters on my first post. Best holiday wishes to you and TOB. It's very good to know you.
ReplyDeletepleased to meet you, leslie! i'm looking forward to 2010's blogging bonanza!
ReplyDeleterraine
Merry Christmas, Leslie. I love the photos you chose to go with the song.
ReplyDelete@ SOMH and Kass-erole ~ Happy holidays, ladies. Thank you for popping in. Kass, thank you for noticing and commenting. I was afraid nobody got my little desert version of Currier & Ives. Wahhh. What if I was clever and no one noticed? :~{ So now that my name is out, Kass, I can tease about how startled you were that nobody, but nobody calls me Limes for any reason other than to tease about my blog.
ReplyDeleteWhat were you doing UP @ 2:38 this morning?
ReplyDeleteOh, Celluloid Stalker, you busted me! No matter my good intentions, I'm still a Christmas Nazi. If it's time stamped 2:38 in your zone, it was 1:38 in mine. I confess: I arrived at Wal-Mart a little after 2:30 a.m., completed my list within 30 minutes, paid, went home and got all of my walking miles completed in time to come to work. Purpose of the shopping outing? Albondigas for solstice dinner, by special request.
ReplyDeleteYou DO realize that Celluloid Stalker is ME, don't you?
ReplyDeleteMerry belated Christmas, Les.
ReplyDelete(By the name, you're real name is on your company's web site. It's a secret I've been keeping all this time)
Thank you, Kirk ~ happy holidays! Yes, it hasn't been impossible to learn my real name. I've just never been so forthright with it.
ReplyDelete@ Kass ~ I knew as soon as I looked at your mother's photo. Plus I knew how you do the blog for Greg, so I recognized your pattern. Pretty good for a 'tend friend, huh? The Badger and I were chuckling about it over the weekend.
ReplyDeleteMy friend the tarantula looks strong enough to pull the sleigh anywhere he wants to!
ReplyDeleteYou be careful what you say, Badge. Given as many tarantulas as we know, if word gets out that this one is your pick for strong, the others could get unruly.
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