FWIW my vet gives my cat some Churru to lick up and she pauses purring while scarfing

INNOCENT

I dislike Renoir: subjects, palette. Clearly a master, but…

This is going to help me sleep!!

Tolkien of course

But all the while I sit and think of times there were before, I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.

For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and people who will see a world that I shall never know.