Monday, April 25, 2011

Help Me, If You Can

"When Christopher Robin asked the Piglet what it meant, he said it was his grandfather's name, and had been in the family for a long time. Christopher Robin said you couldn't be called Trespassers W, and Piglet said yes, you could, because his grandfather was, and it was short for Trespassers Will, which was short for Trespassers William. And his grandfather had had two names in case he lost one—Trespassers after an uncle, and William after Trespassers." - A. A. Milne
I would like to pay the Hundred Acre Wood a visit sometime soon. Or rather, it's about that time of year when the Hundred Acre Wood decides that it wants me to pay it a visit. I think you can only find your way there when the air has that certain sweet sort of thickness to it, and the sun shines in that way it does on days when logic is replaced by a truer sort of truth. The kind of day when the simpler something is, the bigger an adventure it turns out to be.

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