In which I blog about my miniature wargaming and whatever else takes my interest!

In which I blog about my miniature wargaming and whatever else takes my interest!

Monday, November 11, 2019

Remembrance Day 2019


His soul swooned softly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.

-James Joyce, The Dead

1 comment:

  1. Similar scene at Borden today. Very snowy, very cold. The padre had to go defrost himself in the Mess with some single malt.
    Nice use of the Joyce.

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