There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.
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This space started as a travel blog with stories from the road. I love the poem When You Are Old. It inspired me to start this blog, to write down the pieces that have touched my life before the memories fade; so when I am old and grey, I can sit by the fire and slowly read them with a knowing smile. This blog now also contains my ramblings on stuff, my love of photography and working as a geek. Enter at your own risk. 🙂
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