"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax–
Of cabbages–and kings–
And why the sea is boiling hot–
And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
Felt a bit like this today, walking miles and miles in the mountains on a spectacular crispy cold day…thought of many things (and maybe talked to myself a bit) and felt unfit (although less so than last week!). What a fantastic day!