Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake.

I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.

"The brownstone stood against Lake Michigan but the waves rolled over Lake shore Drive and made it seem like pieces of a monopoly game." ~Rene Remington

How pleasant it is for a father to sit at his child's board. It is like an aged man reclining under the shadow of an oak which he has planted.

I don't think any of us saw the long shadow in the newsroom at all.

Yet 90 miles off my shore, closer than from here to Richmond, Virginia, I can't even get a commission to assess whether or not we should do something differently. That is outrageous.