‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
‘- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,’ Alice added as an explanation.
‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough.

“I should see the garden far better”, said Alice to herself, “if I could get to the top of that hill…”

Rolling hills, towering trees, paths meandering towards the beach where you can watch humanity and the Kingston ferry go by.

You’re never truly homeless if you carry your home on your back – Turtle