Friday, March 28, 2014
The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.
The Little White Bird
Pan, who and what art thou?" he cried huskily.
I'm youth, I'm joy," Peter answered at a venture, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg"
These were taken through my kitchen window so are a wee bit fuzzy. The colourful male chaffinches are constant visitors but the females are rarely seen, I'm not sure why,
Monday, March 24, 2014
I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
it is so sad and beautiful,
so tremulously like a dream.
Dylan Thomas's Boathouse and Writing Shed, Laugharne
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky,
We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon and the truth
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Lone Sheep on a Mountain-Top
The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd.
The one who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.