"Let your bookcases and your shelves be your gardens and your pleasure-grounds. Pluck the fruit that grows therein, gather the roses, the spices, and the myrrh. If your soul be satiate and weary, change from garden to garden, from furrow to furrow, from sight to sight. Then will your desire renew itself and your soul be satisfied with delight." - Judah Ibn Tibbon
No post this week as Tarquin celebrates the thrilling arrival of his new beautiful niece Aurelia (arrived on a Tuesday, for those of you who have read my last post) and bids a sad farewell to the too-early departure of his beloved tabby Marlowe.
