The beauty of the written word is such a treat for the soul, more intoxicating than wine and capable of lifting your spirits higher than the most delectable chocolate. I stumbled upon this lovely collection of words over coffee this morning and they lingered with me all day, like the windswept colouring on one’s cheek after a brisk winter walk.
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
– Traditional Gaelic Blessing
Musings of a Leaf 