Dead Poets and Dark Caves

Venus and Adonis

I'll be a park, and thou shalt be my dear;
Feed where thou wilt, on the mountians or in dale;
Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry,
Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.

Yes, that Shakespeare class turned me from a girl who kind of got what he was saying to the girl who reads his words and thinks 'If only he were alive today, I'd so make that man mine!'

Happy sunday my friends!

"A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool."- William Shakespeare