In lieu of trying to belong to any number of societies: Chesterton, Sherlock Holmes, the Inklings, and so on: I propose and establish one of my own. Don your intelligence cap at the door; dust off your logic and imagination; did you bring your inspiration and encouragement? We are shapers, my friends; lit lamps; light-bringers. Bring quotes; poetry should be uplifting and thoughtful, or witty and clever, (or both). Humor is encouraged; laughter is invited back. Pull up a chair. Anyone for tea?

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Skipping through puddles~

 laughing at clouds. . .





 Strolling through Autumnal glory ~<> ~<> * <>~ <>~


 Aha! I can take a picture of my own umbrella...
westering sun, as I stroll home...



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