Sun…day Musing:*

*(Early summertime temps)

“‘..Now comes,’ the Centipede declared, ‘the burden of my speech:  These foods are rare beyond compare–some are right out of reach;…But there’s no doubt I’d go without…A million plates of each…For one small mite,…For one tiny bite…Of this FANTASTIC PEACH!'”

James and the Giant Peach

by Roald Dahl, Illustrated by Quentin Blake

Sun…day Musing:*

*”…But the waves most of us know best are wind waves…It is a confused pattern that the waves make in the open sea—a mixture of countless different wave trains, intermingling, overtaking, passing, or sometimes engulfing one another; each group differing from the others in the place and manner of its origin, in its speed, its direction of movement, some doomed never to reach any shore, others destined to roll across half an ocean before they dissolve in thunder on a distant beach…”

The Sea Around Us…

by Rachel Carson