The dormouse had closed its eyes by this time and was going off to sleep. The Hatter pinched it and it woke up again with a little shriek, and went on,
“They were in the well learning to draw. They drew everything that begins with an M, such as mousetraps, and the moon, and memory, and muchness–you know you say things are “much of muchness”–did you ever see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?”
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“You used to be much more…”muchier.” You’ve lost your muchness”
Ps and Qs: Photography, Poetry and Quiet 
Perfect. One can never have too much muchiness.
And now I have the munchies for some reason. 🙂
The photo’s are just the muchinessest! Perfect! 🙂
Thank you SO much, Jennie. The photos have been the most challenging. Yikes! I think I took 50 or so pics yesterday for this post and then another 50 for tomorrows. How does one capture muchness anyway?!!
(And I really need a camera…yeah, that would be good.)