Saturday, October 8, 2016

A book of verses underneath the bough, a loaf of bread, a jug of wine...

“Because never in my entire childhood did I feel like a child. I felt like a person all along―the same person that I am today.”
Orson Scott Card, Ender's Game
And so, at last, a sunny afternoon in Muskoka, a Coke, some hickory sticks, and a comic book.  It's been a very long time, but it's exactly the way it should be, and exactly the way it was. 

I'm ten again.

Thank you so very much, Karli.
- Sid

1 comment:

  1. You are so very welcome, my love! I am so glad I got to be a part of this memory-sharing with you! xo