I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral...
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Enjoy the new location/job...
Does it actually touch the ceiling as the picture implies?
Good luck with the new job. I'm sure you will make a fist of it.
Nice photograph Of Henry, Ezra, and the Tower Of Babel...I too want to wish you, "Good-Luck" with your new employment opportunity.
deedee ;-D
Mhmmh, Duplo is LEGO. But not the ordinary stuff.
DeeDee, I think that I shall need it.
Carola, DUPLO is good stuff.