Today a desk arrived, thanks to a daughter with a Honda, Element. Deconstructed, the desk barely fit in the Element leaving the driver barely enough space to maneuver. Perhaps the only thing lacking for the apartment now is an occasional chair or two. The desk chair from Restore goes nicely with the new desk. It's looking increasingly like I should remain in the Old Folks Home, then.
Takk for alt,
Al
Leisure
by William Henry DaviesWhat is this life is, full of care
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
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