Hunters and Gatherers

This morning the hunters and gatherers raided our apartment and pretty much cleaned us out. It’s amazing what people will buy if it’s piled in a heap (something my mother taught me.) It seems that people have a hunting instinct which is satisfied by discovering a hidden treasure. Who knew our old junk was so exciting?

One response to “Hunters and Gatherers”

  1. avatar myeurop says:

    Thomas, Tony,

    I hope you have an appreciation for poetry, as I want to wish you a happy yourney at the tune of the following words excerpted from Ulysses
    by Alfred Tennyson.

    The lines – so that you can understand what they actually mean to me and how I relate to them – powerfully remind me of the Pacific, in my mind and heart the greatest of all oceans. The poem brings home images of seagulls floating in the wind off the coast of Australia, and images of countless isles that dot the Pacific and greeted me from below on my long flights to Down Under..

    As you are about to beging this new adventure, I hope these lines will accompany you across the blue blue skies….

    The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
    The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
    Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
    ‘Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
    Push off, and sitting well in order smite
    The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
    To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
    Of all the western stars, until I die.
    It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
    It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles….

    Toi toi toi !!!


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