Storm in a Teacup: Spa-Francorchamps 2017
And now the rain!
The rain—thudding—implacable—
The wind, revelling in the confusion of great pines
And now the rain!
The rain—thudding—implacable—
The wind, revelling in the confusion of great pines
“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.”
“She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.”
“There is no use trying,” said Alice. “One can’t believe impossible things.” I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said …
“The rain is falling all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on …
I tell my secret? No indeed, not I: Perhaps some day, who knows? But not today; it froze, and blows, …