By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In the ship-yard stood the Master,
With the model of the vessel,
That should laugh at all disaster,
And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!
Covering many a rood of ground,
Lay the timber piled around;
Timber of chestnut, and elm, and oak,
And scattered here and there, with these,
The knarred and crooked cedar knees;
Brought from regions far away,
From Pascagoula's sunny bay,
And the banks of the roaring Roanoke!
Ah! what a wondrous thing it is
To note how many wheels of toil
One thought, one word, can set in motion!
There 's not a ship that sails the ocean,
But every climate, every soil,
Must bring its tribute, great or small,
And help to build the wooden wall!
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It rained all day Tuesday, which I suppose is an improvement on snowing all day but it was cold and gloomy and I'd rather have sun on snow. I did work in the morning, then went to the mall for bubble tea and Pokemon just to walk somewhere not cold and wet. I had to wait to get home because a mail truck and a UPS truck were parked on opposite sides of my cul de sac right next to each other so that no one could turn in.
After dinner we watched The Flash, which was a more interesting Nora episode than most (Groundhog Day scenarios are always fun anyway), then The Gifted, which was good though very violent and had a Terrible Thing happen that I hope does not end up being permanent. The Torpedo Factory houses the Alexandria Archaeology Museum, which in addition to artifacts from homes and shops has parts of a merchant ship unearthed there:
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