"Like an arrow from the bow the great horse sprang away. Even as they looked he was gone: a flash of silver in the sunset, a wind over the grass, a shadow that fled and passed from sight."
Behold the works of David Marriott, who quite understandably built a horse and full cowboy regalia out of paper bags while stuck in a quarantine hotel in Australia:
(Behold also the magnificent Dick King-Smith HQ tweet from which I stole the Tolkien quote.)
Behold the nuthatch I saw this morning in Roath Park:
(I would have to say it also very much saw me.)
Uni resumes tomorrow with a 10am tutorial, then a lecture 11-1, then another lecture 2-4. Hurrah!
Behold the Walt Whitman poem, When I Heard The Learn'd Astronomer:
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
(Yes I am still on a Breaking Bad binge, what about it?)
Today's Photo: Ophelia
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