I got up this morning, looked out the window, saw The Mrs. and The Childrens in the hot tub, and I thought of Jack.
It's been quite some time since I though of Jack in the morning first thing out of bed. The summer, with its many hours of warm sunlight, really helps me forget about Jack in the morning. But fall is here, and there he was. My old friend Jack.
Jack Frost.
3 comments:
For a minute there I thought you were thinking about one of the other two morning jacks...Silly me
That post is almost art.
clever.
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