Life, for ever dying to be born afresh, for ever young and eager, will presently stand upon this earth as upon a footstool, and stretch out its realm amidst the stars.
(Photographer unknown. Please let me know if you know.)
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Solar inactivity has observers worried.
I'm okay with it. I love cold weather. My family, however, will be greatly displeased.