It is beauty that never fades, or just the image of beauty? Why does Spring always seem timeless? Perhaps it is the hope it brings...
A season of isolation is almost ended.
Men go abroad to admire the heights of mountains, the mighty waves of the sea, the broad tides of rivers, the compass of the ocean, and the circuits of the stars, yet pass over the mystery of themselves without a thought. St. Augustine, Confessions 2013 Sitting in Oxford, and I distinctly remember one of my… Continue reading When I stopped moving, so did the world
A jay and a rabbit have a conversation about humans.