echos Izzie for our sun friend. I just lit one little candle for those who are no longer with us.
Candles by Chris Rea was beautiful, hun. The sea and the shore and the music was the perfect song.
Time for me to say goodnight, and I think that I shall do so with a poem and a song.
First, the poem.
WHEN I heard the learn’d astronomer;
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them;
When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Now the song.
Wishing our Brit a say journey to India, and wishing you all a good night.
From Letty with love