We are passing through Bingen on the Rhine and the Bishop's Tower is on the north bank (he was a real person and a very cruel man). This poem gave me nightmares when I read it at age nine or so.
(She does not yet know that I snore).
Off to Chicago for a culture-vulture week (Carmina Burana, Much Ado About Nothing, and the Elizabeth Catlett exhibit at the Art Institute). Blogging will resume Caturday!
Isn't it wonderful that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world. ~ Anne Frank