Hope Floats

Here's what the poet Emily Dickinson (one of my favorites) has to say on the subject...

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Cheeses of the World (or Favorite Find of the Week #1)

I was looking for some pubic domain images for a presentation I have to give tomorrow and ran across this little gem of a site. They have free pictures you can use for whatever you want.

I was immediately drawn to the CHEESE section for so many reasons.

Once again, it cannot be denied...I'm kind of a weirdo.

I probably should clarify -- there will be no photos of cheese in the presentation.

goodnight.