[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
Sunday, May 14, 2017
Friday, May 12, 2017
50!
I'm taking a day off.
I couldn't spend it closed into my office. It doesn't happen every day to pass a milestone like this.
I couldn't spend it closed into my office. It doesn't happen every day to pass a milestone like this.
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
May's bursting
Few minutes between lunch and first afternoon meeting. Enough for a walk along the Mur with a sandwich in the hands.
Wednesday, May 3, 2017
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