Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
A thing is mighty big when time and distance cannot shrink it.
I love each and every one of you but like my own family you thrill you...
It is not all bad this getting old ripening. After the fruit has got its growth it should juice up and mellow. God forbid I should live long enough to ferment and rot and fall to the ground in a squash.
