Exploring! What is it? Surveying or studying? Scrutinizing or merely traversing? Learning or …?

We shall not cease from exploration

And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.

“Little Gidding”, T.S. Eliot

Seasons have flown past. Autumn brought parades.

And car shows.

Winter delivered Christmas …

… and springtime reappeared with a promise.

Another year full of wonder has slipped by. But, “we shall NOT cease from exploration.” T.S. Eliot penned this around 1940-1942 … in England, during the massive air raids, in WWII.