http://sunsationalhomeimprovement.com/wp-json/oembed/1.0/embed?url=http://sunsationalhomeimprovement.com/about/ Whenever I think the world is coming to an end from stupidity, I just read old books. The one that has been inspiring me recently is (to be honest) Thoreau’s reading of old books. But Thoreau is approaching old-book status himself anyway:
Budva “I learn from Topsell’s Gesner, whose authority appears to be Albertus, that the following is the way in which the hedgehog collects and carries home his apples. He says, ‘His meat is apples, worms, or grapes; when he findeth apples or grapes on the earth, he rolleth himself upon them, until he have filled all his prickles, and then carrieth them home to his den, never bearing above one in his mouth, and if it fortune that one of them fall off by the way, he likewise shaketh off all the residue, and walloweth upon them afresh, until they be all settled upon his back again. So, forth he goeth, making a noise like a cart-wheel, and if he have any young ones in his nest, they pull off his load wherewithal he is loaded, eating thereof what they please, and laying up the residue for the time to come.” – from Thoreau, “Wild Apples”
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