Saturday, October 09, 2010

Real knowledge is to know the extent of one's ignorance.


Just like a vigorous young colt in the world of racehorses, Jennifer and I need to take Henry and Ezra down to the beach and let them unleash their pent-up, volatile and potentially perilous power and energy.

Here you can see Henry trotting alongside Jen, just before she pulls out the whistle and – in true Pavlovean-style – permits him to let loose and tear up and down the beach.

It’s quite a sight to see.

2 comments:

Roddy said...

But it appears to be young Ez who rolls in the sand.

Kris said...

These days it is.