Damned be potatoes
They say, for farmers, the weather’s always bad. Too much rain, too hot or way too cold. But I, the miller, always got my share. Farmers used to come to […]
They say, for farmers, the weather’s always bad. Too much rain, too hot or way too cold. But I, the miller, always got my share. Farmers used to come to […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Verba volant, scripta manent !
About fantastical places and other stuff