Shades and Pieces of me: July 2008

I shall call this one "Fire At Dawn".

(Perhaps I'll end up with three...

or, at least the 2. 5 plus the dog and white picket fence!)

from C.S. Lewis:

"To love at all is to be vulnernable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket ~safe, dark, motionless, airless~ it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable."