Just one week ago, Jack was in his prime. Ruddy, round-cheeked, he had a cheerful grin for all the world.
Then he went out one night and got lit up.
Now, sad to say, that once sprightly youth has aged before his time. He spends his days on the porch, cantankerously frowning at passersby.
Let this be a lesson to you, children.
What recapping looks like
YA, TBR, and CBOAS*
Desert Canterbury Bells
If it’s May, it must be time for me to make redundant statements about agapanthus.