“I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair;…

Blogging

I’ve never been much of a blogger (or journal keeper before that), but I’m going to do my best to post at least once a month. ┬áSometimes it will be an update on my research (maybe even a graph or two), sometimes something a little more personal, maybe a quote, or a link to an…