A special friend once gave me a beautiful little book of Lewis Carroll photographs.
I love that little book.
I wanted so badly to look at it this morning.
But then I remembered that to get to the little book I'd have to tunnel all the way through the earth to the other side and find a key that opened a big big door and find my way through a big dark room to a little box and inside that box the book might be, but that's not for sure.
So I looked at some of his photos on the internet. It was nice. But it wasn't quite the same.