Yesterday was the first full day of Autumn here in the Northern Hemisphere - my favorite season. End of the miserable summer heat (mostly), cool mornings and evenings, warm afternoons. The sound and smell of leaves crunching beneath your feet when talking a stroll through the woods. Filtered sunlight through the last leaves clinging to their branches. Apple cider, pumpkin pie, soups and stews. Fire crackling in the wood stove or by the campsite. Love it all!
Autumn is a second spring, when every leaf is a flower - Albert Camus
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Changes of time
I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.
- Lewis Carroll
Time changes us. Experiences change us. Sometimes, the things you have seen, the ways you have been treated, the things you have done, preclude you from going back to who you once were. You can try, but better to move forward and improve who you are now, instead of going back to who you were then.
- Lewis Carroll
Time changes us. Experiences change us. Sometimes, the things you have seen, the ways you have been treated, the things you have done, preclude you from going back to who you once were. You can try, but better to move forward and improve who you are now, instead of going back to who you were then.
Friday, September 5, 2014
The Raven - Friday Poetry
This is just an excerpt, and if you are so inclined, I would definitely recommend reading the whole poem. I can picture the whole scene with Poe's vivid descriptions. A copy can be found here.
"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting —
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! – quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
-Edgar Allen Poe, The Raven
"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting —
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! – quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
-Edgar Allen Poe, The Raven
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Back to School edition.....
The difference between genius and stupidity is; genius has its limits.
- Albert Einstein
- Albert Einstein
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