Woeful Pneumonia 

U2 has produced so many beautiful songs.  Like this one:

You’re on the road but you’ve got no destination
You’re in the mud, in the maze of her imagination
You love this town even if that doesn’t ring true
You’ve been all over and it’s been all over you

What you don’t have you don’t need it now
What you don’t know you can feel it somehow

http://www.macphisto.net/u2lyrics/Beautiful_Day.html

When the body falls ill the spirit rallies, but only for so long.

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Wilted Flowers

“Have you been quiet?” a colleague recently asked, “or have I missed something?”

Referring to my blog, he was, of course. This was very shortly after my philosophical rant about Afrikaans poetry … something I’m glad to have rediscovered (at least in part) this year.

(But that is a next post, in Afrikaans and dedicated to my Grade 9s.)

Here is something I’ve long been interested in: Ruin Photography.

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