We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. ~Isaiah 64:8

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

on a frigid morning

"There is nothing like bad weather to reveal the shortcomings of a dwelling, particularly if it is too small. You are, as they say, stuck with it and have leisure to feel all its peculiar irritations and discomforts." from Watership Down by R. Adams (chapter 12)