And all the memories that best
        Run back beyond this season of unrest
        Shall lie upon the earth
        That gave them birth.
        Like fallen apples, they will lose
        Their sweetness at the bruise,
        And then decay.
        
                Phillip Larkin, The North Ship, Poem XXVII

You have somehow stumbled upon Odds & Ends, where I post a few ideas and links that are probably not of general interest.

These pages aren't for you so much as for myself--a memory box, of sorts, for knickknacks I don't want to lose. If you're not interested in what you find here, I don't really care. On the other hand, you are welcome to hunt and peck around, and if you find something you like, that wouldn't be so bad either. All I ask is that you wipe your feet before you come in, and close the door when you leave.