The Highwayman, learned many years and moons ago at school
The wind was a torrent of darkness upon the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight looping the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding--
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn door.
There's a new Flickr group, A Year Of Color, that's a simple, engaging premise: one crayon colour a week, photos posted to be featuring that colour - and it's a different colour each week for the year, so it's a BIG box of crayons they're coming from.