“Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.”
Gorges,Sorry I can't comment on your blog, which I greatly enjoy. Anyhow, in response to your Village Blacksmith post today, here's one I learned as a kid from my uncle who was born in the 1880sUnder the spreading chestnut tree,The village smithy snoozes.No horse since 1923Has come to him for shoeses.
Schofield No. #2 (?)