The Country Mice

Seriously.

I mean, would you lay claim to this creature if you found her on the street?

I love the CBC.

What has that to do with these meanderings?

Once I heard Jurgen Gothe describe a piece of music so wonderful it was “like sunshine on a red-tiled floor.”

Many years ago I heard that little image and it stuck.

I don’t recall the author of this one but I like it just the same:

“Watching your child grow up and do something is pure adoration without complexity.”

Nice sentiment, eh?

Except here — it doesn’t count.