July 24, 2008

Renoir and Hepburn

I love this photo. I love these people.

July 17, 2008

A poem from Richard Polwhele

"O! since my gaudier hopes no more avail,
Here shelter'd, may I heave a few fond sighs;
And, as the wounded dove o'er hill and dale
To her own nest on flagging pinion flies,
Languish amidst domestic sympathies;
Sooth'd by these shades! Here, after many a blast
Darkening the pale horizons of my skies--
Here, o'er my head the wintry harrows past,
Be mine, in this still pause, at home to breathe my last."