Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

This is the Ten Things of Thankful bloghop.

(I’m able to participate this week, so let’s go ahead and make this Number Four in our, soon-to-be-put-into-context, list.)

It was created by Lizzi, on a March afternoon, when the ground was rock-frozen and the sky burned blue all afternoon.

(Yes! You are correct! We are on the whimsy wagon this weekend. That, in no way, detracts from the sincerity and good intent of this week’s Grat List, adding as we are, the founding of the bloghop as Number Five)

We have a host, Dyanne. She has co-hostinae. Being one of them, if my sophomoric Latin doesn’t fail me, makes me a co-hostinius.

(My confidence in the face of an imagination that insists on tipping over the toy box before playing, surely rates inclusion as Number Six on this here list here.)

There is this internet. Surely it is both a never-depleted well and (a) bottomless pit for those who, through time or circumstance, character defect or divine inspiration, can not resist the next curiosity, the door at the end of the alley, the flash of white on a muttering rabbit…hello, goodbye.

(If none of the previous Grats cause a nod of approval, surely this, the one we will designate Number Nine, (for reasons, almost obvious in one of the music videos below) will resonate from anyone who owns a magic mirror and electrical keyboard.)

Number Seven, the immediate labelling an alert to a declining altitude in the current flight (sure, you could refer to it as Flight Twenty, Fancy Airlines), leads us to realize that all good things must come to an end..

Speaking of which, like the last peak of the too-high hill on a roller coaster, the Month of July will soon be abandoning us to the plummet to No-Longer-Summer.

(What a bummer! Surely an appropriate response. We do, however, invoke the Secret Rule of Hypogratuitous Items. And include it in this week’s TToT. Those who linger, resentment smouldering like a cigarette on picnic-trampled grass, would be advised to stop by Mimi’s blog. She is the master of the proper utilization of the hypograt and would otherwise be ranked way higher than Number Eight.)

Because we’ve been awarded a combination: Get out of Jail and Hall-pass cards, we’ll put our normal (yeah, as if) last item, Secret Rule 1.3 here at Numero Diez.

That leaves Two:

Una ————————————————————-↓

Phyllis ————————↑

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