rest your head

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

It's a sad, sad day

WHO ROBBED THE WOODS
by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

WHO robbed the woods,
The trusting woods?
The unsuspecting trees
Brought out their burrs and mosses
His fantasy to please.
He scanned their trinkets, curious,
He grasped, he bore away.
What will the solemn hemlock,
What will the fir-tree say?

Friday, April 06, 2007

American Girl trip #2



We had the best time! Got in to the cafe without a reservation and had 5 extra cinnamon buns because we rock!!