[X] The Morning Was Uneventful

[Ms. Tay Arrow Sherman]

So early morning, such dull mist, and cows to the east, three great masts to the west! Heavens to mergatroid, what Cymru will turn into an average day for one! Wiggling out of half rained wool in the motherland of all sheep, wriggling into the covers again to read about the sea by Iris until you come there is little else to say than good grief, if only I could combine Person A with Place A. We could complete our voltron existence!