A few years and a lot of stitching together! Continue reading →
‘I feel like spring after winter, and sun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have ever heard!’ Continue reading →
“Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. ” Continue reading →
What can we gain by sailing to the moon if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates us from ourselves?
