Lull me to sleep, ye winds, whose fitful sound seems from some faint Aeolian harp-string caught; Seal up the hundred wakeful eyes of thought as Hermes with his lyre in sleep profound @lulzsalad #dozinbos
Rubicon The lamps are lit. The moon is gone. It think I crossed the Rubicon. @lulzsalad #dozinbos Please follow and23.09.2015.by lulzsalad
A mixed bag of observations, commentary, information and various sundries from the wildly diverse set of topics, experience and interests which, taken collectively, account for my mind. There will also be recipes.