#173: Footprints
‘The reason we race isn’t so much to beat each other,… but to be with each other.’ – Christopher McDougall, Born to Run
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#172: Clouds
‘Aren’t the clouds beautiful? They look like big balls of cotton… I could just lie here all day, and watch them drift by… If you use your imagination, you can see lots of things in the cloud formations… What do you think you see?’ – Charles M. Schulz, The Complete Peanuts, Vol. 5: 1959-1960 What… Continue reading #172: Clouds
#171: Padlocks
‘I want you to give her a possibility. And that’s what a key represents. An open door, a chance. – Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key Old photo from Pont des Arts in Paris…
#170: Tiny train
‘You can hear the train in those lines; you can feel its rocking motion.’ – Alexander McCall Smith, Trains and Lovers
#169: Portuguese egg custard tart
‘I hope there’s pudding!’ – J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix This time last year I went to Portugal for a friend’s wedding and ate some of the best food I’ve ever had. Although not served at the wedding, these custard tarts were among the highlights from my Portugal trip…
#168: Faded glory
‘We had heard them, sometimes standing in the rain almost out of earshot, so that only the shouted words came through, and had read them on proclamations that were slapped up by billposters over other proclamations, now for a long time, and I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no… Continue reading #168: Faded glory
#167: Airplane
‘Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.’ – Leonardo da Vinci
#166: Edward Lear
‘The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, “O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are!’ – Edward Lear
#165: Raspberry
‘Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious.’ – Ruth Reichl With so much sun and so much rain, my garden is thriving despite my best efforts. Look – raspberries!
#164: Lizard
‘I think he was a little like the lizard that changes colour with its surroundings. He appeared far more a gentleman in a gentleman’s house. In that inn, I saw him for what he was. And I knew his colour there was far more natural than the other.’ – John Fowles, The French Lieutenant’s Woman