Of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness

The other day I was reading the blog of a fellow citizen of Penn’s Woods, Walt Franklin of Rivertop Rambles. I’m not a fly fisherman, but watching those guys on slate run years ago, taking a break from hiking the Black Forest trail, well, there was something Zen or maybe Taoist about it, how they…

“To Autumn” by John Keats, Read by DJB

You might be interested in seeing this poem by Keats in his original handwriting. I warn you; If you are a nerd like I am you might find yourself overcome with emotion and watery eyes. Click here and then click on the link at the bottom of the page for a photo of the original…