He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven~ Video of a Famous Poem, William Butler Yeats

Short Story~ By Aesop

An illustration for the story The Ass and His Purchaser by the author Aesop

The Ass and His Purchaser

by Aesop


An illustration for the story The Ass and His Purchaser by the author Aesop
John Constable, Donkeys in the Stable, 1825

A Man who wanted to buy an Ass went to market, and, coming across a likely-looking beast, arranged with the owner that he should be allowed to take him home on trial to see what he was like. When he reached home, he put him into his stable along with the other asses. The newcomer took a look round, and immediately went and chose a place next to the laziest and greediest beast in the stable. When the master saw this he put a halter on him at once, and led him off and handed him over to his owner again. The latter was a good deal surprised to see him back so soon, and said, “Why, do you mean to say you have tested him already?” “I don’t want to put him through any more tests,” replied the other: “I could see what sort of beast he is from the companion he chose for himself.”

A man is known by the company he keeps.


    Promote Yourself Monday, June 24th, 2019

    Promote Yourself Monday, June 24th, 2019

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    Sometimes…by MwsR

    Sometimes…

    Changes come ’round so fast

    Others take decade or more.

    Sometimes…

    We search frantically in all the wrong places,

    Looking for what we’ve had all along.

    Sometimes…

    People do really mean what they say,

    While there are others who believe a lie.

    Sometimes…

    Fate wakes you up, serves you crap, and leaves you to pay the tip.

    And tip you always do.

    Sometimes…

    A person is blessed beyond measure,

    Others are measured by their blessings.

    Sometimes…

    Things just end

    Like this poem, my friend.

    MwsR❤️

    Hey folks!

    More garden veggies today! I just picked some yellow squash, cucumber, zucchini that was 15 inches long, and some Kale.

    I am reaping the garden’s fresh produce and I love it. I am freezing what I cannot eat and it feels great to have food that actually I grew all by myself. So I know where it comes from, what it has been through and how it is being handled. Wonderful!

    I hope everyone is fairing well and happy. Kids are out from school for the summer here and our theaters show a series of kids cartoons and movies free or a dollar for them. I will be taking my grandkids to see some this summer. It is a really nice thing especially for all the kids who may otherwise not ever seen a theater or a movie . I like when community helps out. Don’t you? Hey, I like going just as much as they do.

    I have been busy lately, my second born daughter will be getting married and I am having to do decorations, foods, etc, but on a tight budget. I have found lots of great ideas on the web. Pinterest is really helpful, that is why I post my posts to my Pinterest account. People from all over go there to look for ideas, recipes, etc, Check it out! Mine is under my word press name, and there is more than I have here on my Pinterest account.

    I want to wish everyone a good afternoon and I appreciate my followers, the Likes, comments, and interest you show. I hope that I offer you something unique, handy, or helpful.

    That’s all I have for now. I shall see you on this side of the rainbow,

    Michelle

    MwsR❤️

    If Real, by MwsR

    Today, if things that were not real suddenly became real

    You would see shoes fussing about all the crap they take

    Mirrors would bluntly let you know how you really are

    Phones would refuse to text your abusive texts

    Hand sanitizer would refuse to clean up your germs

    Dogs would let you know how they view the world

    Birds would start a spy business and make lots of money

    Towels would continually get sick

    Pens would scribble onto anything but paper

    Doors would deliberately keep you out

    Radios would play songs to you that it wants to

    Computers would refuse to work

    Clothes would find someone worthy of them

    Chairs would sit on us

    Tissue would go on strike, instead of on a streak

    Products would ship us out

    Cars would more than likely travel without us

    Houses would relocate

    Cats would rule

    Beds would sleep without us

    If things were real that aren’t in real life

    We most certainly would be doomed.

    Laugh a Little