Sunday, 07/30/2017

Hello, Hadley


You're Go for Enter.

ntodd

July 30, 10:07 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

'tis a strange time, indeed

The night is darkening round me...

The wild winds coldly blow; 
But a tyrant spell has bound me, 
And I cannot, cannot go. 
 
The giant trees are bending 
Their bare boughs weighed with snow; 
The storm is fast descending, 
And yet I cannot go. 
 
Clouds beyond clouds above me, 
Wastes beyond wastes below; 
But nothing drear can move me; 
I will not, cannot go. 

Emily Brontë.

ntodd

July 30, 8:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Thursday, 07/27/2017

The brandy puts them way behind the times


I never would have thought this in my wildest dreams...

ntodd

July 27, 10:02 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)