Art thou pale for wearinessOf climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, WanderingcompanionlessAmong the stars that have a different birth, — And ever changing, like a joyless eyeThat finds no object worth its constancy?
Hello, back from pancake restaurant. Maarten enjoyed a lot. It was cozy later had a chat with him. I had a raisins plus cheese and bacon... really nice :-)
lots of Hugs
