sentiment, dreams, and randomness in that order

Well, to be cheesily sentimental about it:

Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.

Farewell to the mountains, high-cover’d with snow,
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods,
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands wherever I go.

Robert Burns, of course. I’ve been home less than a week, and I’m ready to leave. Am insanely jealous of those going to the Boston Celtic Music Festival today - no, actually I just miss them. I haven’t even seen the horse yet. And that’s all I’m saying on that subject.

( now for the dreams and randomness )

sentiment, dreams, and randomness in that order

Well, to be cheesily sentimental about it:

Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.

Farewell to the mountains, high-cover’d with snow,
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods,
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands wherever I go.

Robert Burns, of course. I’ve been home less than a week, and I’m ready to leave. Am insanely jealous of those going to the Boston Celtic Music Festival today - no, actually I just miss them. I haven’t even seen the horse yet. And that’s all I’m saying on that subject.

( now for the dreams and randomness )