... and welcome to my site! I'm Sara, or Sayruh - depending on where you're from. I'm a quarter of a century old, and I knit. I eat. I work. I avoid cleaning and organization if at ALL possible.
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Yesterday the sun fell into the ocean, and I was there to see it. Of course it's up again this morning so it didn't go far. The ocean makes philosophers of us all. I blame it on the foam. Or maybe the tide? Breeze? Blazing sun? Mmmmm-a lethal combination of all? Sounds 'bout right.
Ahhhhhh, vacation! Greetings from beautiful Oak Island, NC. Wish you all were here. Yes - even you.
When first I saw you
on the cool of an October eve'
my lips began to tremble;
dropping powdered sugar on my sleeve.
So ordinary you looked as you sat there
impaled upon your stick of wood
still glistening with hot oil;
others lustfully stared where they stood.
A crispy skin of batter did coat
your silky flowing caramel;
willowy fingers intertwined
with naughty nougat far from marginal.
Come away with me!
Dance this waltz upon my tongue!
For we shan't meet again 'til the
green leaf turns and the moon dawns young.
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