The boys have been delivered home, and as usual, begged to stay longer. Papa makes sure to fill their days at Rauhallinen Farm with activities, many of which are not available at home. Back to my normal serene environment, in which sounds and visions make this homestead an unfolding experience in her 99th year since constructed by stone masons in 1920. The sounds of yelping Coyotes last night to ponder before drifting off to sleep and at dawn, a noisy Blue Jay on the feeder, scolding an equally sassy red squirrel about possession being 9/10ths of the law.
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where -' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation.
'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland