dreaming of Iceland •
arriving in Reykjavík •
clad in auroras. Continue reading →
Arise, arise, Riders of Theoden! Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter! spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor! — Theoden giving his speech before … Continue reading →
Yesterday Mom and I went out to lunch and then stopped at Faddegon’s for a whiff of spring. The hellebores and pussy willows out front were a good start but we continued on, enjoying the bright little pots of flowers … Continue reading →
the cats love mom more… she bought them freakin’ Peeps© cat toys!!!!
Yuppers. I see how it is. Raz, however, was lying on my bed here at Mom’s.
We don’t receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
