Loquaciousness and olives

I’ve noticed a certain propensity of late for this blog to veer towards the loquacious. He said, proving his own point. I blame this on the EDIT. I’m spending all day trying to kill words from my 150,432 word epic, so the blog is suffering the inevitable backlash. Those words have to go somewhere... Words, words, words. Blah, blah and something about the kind of shoes cats would wear (I’m putting money on high heels). As such I’m going to leave you with a picture of a daisy. And then I’m going to edit it out, thus saving a thousand words from this post*.

* Ooh, deep!