
To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud
And the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves.
The sun and moon get crossed, but they never touch,
Nor strike out fire from each other nor crash out loud.
The planets seem to interfere in their curves
But nothing ever happens, no harm is done.
We may as well go patiently on with our life,
And look elsewhere than to stars and moon and sun
For the shocks and changes we need to keep us sane.
It is true the longest drouth will end in rain,
The longest peace in China will end in strife.
Still it wouldn't reward the watcher to stay awake
In hopes of seeing the calm of heaven break
On his particular time and personal sight.
That calm seems certainly safe to last to-night. -On Looking Up By Chance At The Constellations by Robert Frost

We finally broke down and bought crates for the dogs. (and beds) We are trying to convince them that their beds are way more comfortable then the couch. They will also be crated at night because they are always running outside to bark at something, which is not pleasant when you are sound asleep. So far Harry thinks Tipper's is great and doesn't want anything to do with his (he will be sharing with Molly since they used to before we got the other two) Waffles has been crated since we got her so she doesn't walk around and make nasty messes. She is actually getting the idea that if she doesn't go potty outside first thing in the morning, she might miss out on the Pork Rind treats Tim hands out while he makes his lunch.
I will be starting my summer classes on Monday, History which isn't my favorite subject. Right now I am signed up for one class and on the waiting list for the other one. Hopefully I will get in the second one if enough people drop. It sure would make my schedule much easier next semester.
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