Icicle-bearded,wearing worsted wooland well-laced bootsold man winter came at last to visit,frosting trees and paintingrosy cheeks on children (and on us)playing, skiing in the snowa weekend to survivewhile passing timeuntil spring and […]
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
Björn Rudbergs writings 