About a mud wasp’s nest near the beach that a girl mistook for the sandcastle she had just built to show her mama. They inspected it and saw the wasps milling about and her mama asked of the wasp’s some of their special mud wasp honey, which they gladly gave. Then they noticed waves coming, and the girl offered her sandcastle as a residence for the evacuee wasps. ...pretty “penible”
"A man's intelligence is his soil." - WS "A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent" - WB "Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believ'd" -WB "The Sun must bear no name, gold flourisher, but be in the difficulty that it is to be." - WS
Saturday, June 05, 2004
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