Très intéressant, n’est-ce pas?
My friend, Eric, shared this with me a few years ago, and I just came across it again. I find it endearing and think I might love being presented this card in person. For now, thank you, internet, and you too, … Continue reading
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough Without ever having felt sorry for itself. Poem by D.H. Lawrence, a favorite of mine.
Sometimes reading the bathroom wall yields good advice, eh? (sorry for the blurry photo)
We were like hunters Spare with our arrow and bow Always accurate