Spring Flows in Rock

 

An elderly Man and a Puzzle

Mein Hair

“Beware of her fair hair, for she excels All women in the magic of her locks; And when she winds them round a young man's neck, She will not ever set him free again.”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust

At Play.

Work consists of whatever a body is obliged to do. Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do. ~ Mark Twain

No Egg Latkes.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

And for Friday the 13th..?

A curse and a blessing. One is naughty.. and one is nice.



Auld Daddy Darkness creeps frae his hole,
Black as a blackamoor, blin' as a mole....
~James Ferguson

Machiavelli and Zarathustra send their regards.

'Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.
~William Shakespeare

Winter Sunset

There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons-- That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes--
Emily Dickinson

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Albert Camus