Sunday, March 25, 2007

flung

Monday, March 19, 2007

words of wisdom















"Los ninos y los borrachos dicen la verdad!!!"



















La Nana de Lucinda

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Solitude


How happy he, who free from care
The rage of courts, and noise of towns;
Contented breaths his native air,
In his own grounds.

Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire,
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter fire.

Blest! who can unconcern'dly find
Hours, days, and years slide swift away,
In health of body, peace of mind,
Quiet by day,

Sound sleep by night; study and ease
Together mix'd; sweet recreation,
And innocence, which most does please,
With meditation.

Thus let me live, unheard, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me dye;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lye.


Alexander Pope

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Home






"A man's home is his castle...until he misses three mortgage payments."
Raymond Lesser