Misplaced the spare motorcycle and house keys yesterday.
Convinced myself the burglars had
Hunted systematically high and low, even looked in the freezer.
sleepless night, one last look before I told the landlord about it.
Finally found the keys in the usual place.
have a sense of humour too.
Frankie the dog is worming her way into my affection.
She is pathetically happy to see me and very eager to please.
She has picked up on my distrust of passers by and barks like a fierce guard dog,
but the wagging tail is a bit of a giveaway…
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods
There is a rapture on the
There is society where none intrudes
By the deep sea, and
music in its roar
I love not man the less but nature more.
– George Gordon Lord Byron