JABBERWOCKY

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves   Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:                                                                                        All mimsy were the borogove  And the mome raths outgrabe.    (Alice read this poem in the Looking-glass book)

It is as if I were a child again. Creating whimsical characters with found objects; that is just plain fun.  A child gets excited at each new discovery, so do I