Isaiah 40:8

Isaiah 40:8
The grass withers and the flower fades but the word of our Lord stands forever.

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Top of the Mornin' to You!

I have both Irish and Scottish blood flowin' through my veins. On a day like today, I can often be heard speaking with an accent. (One I have picked up from actors mostly, it's not like my grandparents came over from the old country.) I have long had a hankerin' to visit, but the closest I suspect I will get is watching movies and television programs.


Then again, who knows what the future holds...

Oh yes, to be fair, I should mention there is also some German blood mingled in, which is probably why I am fond of German sausage.

1 comment:

Fibonacci said...

The correct response to that greeting is, "And the rest of the day to yourself!"