Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Engerrland Part 2

How can one have so much time and still need more? This is a rhetorical question of course. So much to do, so much entropy to battle!

In Brockhole I believe
 Day out near Blackburn in a wildlife reserve. The highlight of the trip, I seem to remember, was eating blue ice cream.

Boldventure wood
 The furniture was a bit on the large side though!

Wistful 
 I believe this is an expression usually reserved for reminiscing adults or deep philosophical cogitation. Or perhaps not. Looks like the photo was taken in Cambre not in Darwen!!!


Watching Sponge Bob or Political Debate?
I know which one I would choose. One, of course, is yellow, light weight, full of holes and infantile..... And the other is Sponge Bob.

  
At home with Gilty

In Rivington
Today's poem:

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree. 

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