the musings and meditations of a sojourning mendicant...
"The world changes; it is never constant but in its disappointments. The world is but a great inn, where we are to stay a night or two, and be gone. What madness is it to set our heart upon our inn, as to forget our home?" Thomas Watson




2 Comments:
Make me some brownies, wench!
No fair. I go to Delaware and a baking Renaissance takes place at home. The longer I spend in grad school, the more I want to bake tortes, knead bread, or ice cookies. Or rake leaves. It doesn't really matter as long as I'm doing something with my hands instead of staring at my computer screen.
Hannah
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