The real cook in the real alley is limited in what he sees (except in his imagination). The content cook, on WordPress, however, can make the alleyway change, with just a few clicks of the keys. [...]
The dying button-flowers were lying in massacred clumps near the wisteria.
If a miracle occurred, a fairy godmother would appear, wave a magic wand, say...
"I’m a lot like a trucker in some ways."
"It's often not the goal, but the journey that's important."