remember those days... when water came from our kitchen taps...and we poured it into pretty glasses... the clear glasses we used for our water... the fancy patterned ones for juices...and always... there were the glasses we could drink from everyday...and there was the stash... in the cabinets.... we dared not touch...those were for special occasions... and if you visited someone's home you sat in the drawing room and you admired all the pretty wares...glasses included... in the cabinet... today... we put the plastic bottles to our mouths and we drink...our thoughts quenched...that...yes water comes from plastic bottles...
QUENCHED © gillena cox 2018
Good Monday folks. August is special for me as i got married in August. Yesterday was my anniversary [although i live alone] But its a good date to remember for i have no regrets at having made that choice 47 years ago.
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #167, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
Blog Hopping today with
13 August 2016
13 August 2016.1
...pass the glasses 2015