All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes, a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.
Such an appropriate thought from Tolkien to give a trajectory for my first day back in the saddle at MVNU after eight months away = summer + fall sabbatical.
I'm here, yes, but haven't yet returned. I feel at home on the open road. Just passing through . . .
from the Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien (1954)