Poetry is the morning dream of great minds.
- Alphonse Lamartime
I haven't had the time to properly write a post. My apologies. Been going here and there, currently at Ames with Auntie Rosita (mother's best friend) and family. I'll be going back to Iowa City tomorrow. Let's hope I get to finally settle down and serve you something scrumptious.
We just got back from another tiring shopping day. I found this beautiful book at an antique shop. Ah, I could stay forever in that shop! It was love at first sight - the book and I.
The book was published in 1884! My heart screamed of joy, and what's better? It's a book of poems!
I love this country.
