#318 – Lighting
The light above my restaurant table.
The light above my restaurant table.
On a cold Autumn evening.
‘If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience.’ – Woodrow Wilson
‘They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them.’ – Robert Laurence Binyon, For the Fallen
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them. – Laurence Binyon
‘But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.’ – Anne Brontë
Lit up at night.