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 touched by the frost.



From the ashes a fire shall be woken.
A light from the shadows will spring.



Renewed shall be blade that was broken;



The crownless again shall be king.

Free parking in the Lexington municipal lot today, owing to half the lot being useless from downed trees.

I ran over to Occupy Boston to donate some blankets and sweaters. I have some more pictures to upload, but this one I wanted to get out there immediately.