"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
Oh that I could have had such a summer Gwil - especially the last two lines.
A wonderful piece to read early on a Sunday morning in steamy St. Louis, Missouri. Thank you for writing it.
Pat and Donal, thanks, it has been warm and thundery here but not too steamy. As a curious aside I haven't seen any wasps this year . . . where did they go?
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