eheu inquit...

sadly, this pictures was from a few days ago. today was nasty and cold...rain, hail, blah. oh well. i'm really happy that this week is going rather quickly, although i'm not really excited about next week's prospects. i need a vacation of about 2 weeks between tomorrow and next monday so i can figure out my paper for history. it's one of those silly problems in which you think for a moment that you've got your thesis figured out, and then you simply don't. ach. i'm serious, i need a vacation.

anyway these lasts couple days have been fun, if a wee bit stressful at times. reading tolstoy has really been my mental outlet, and i wish i had more time for it. i'm really pretty sad about vronsky's horse.

this whole thing has been pretty random today. basically i'm the tyrannical ruler of planet tangent. on that note, i think its time to leave this tangential world and get to my paper. but first...one of my favorite poems about leaves, by robert frost.

Leaves Compared with Flowers

A tree's leaves may be ever so good,
So may its bar, so may its wood;
But unless you put the right thing to its root
It never will show much flower or fruit.

But I may be one who does not care
Ever to have tree bloom or bear.
Leaves for smooth and bark for rough,
Leaves and bark may be tree enough.

Some giant trees have bloom so small
They might as well have none at all.
Late in life I have come on fern.
Now lichens are due to have their turn.

I bade men tell me which in brief,
Which is fairer, flower or leaf.
They did not have the wit to say,
Leaves by night and flowers by day.

Leaves and bar, leaves and bark,
To lean against and hear in the dark.
Petals I may have once pursued.
Leaves are all my darker mood.