If you'll come with me now, we'll
take a journey to a strange land. But this land really isn't all
that peculiar. As we wrestle our way through the brambles and hedges,
one becomes aware of the faint scent of nostalgia clinging to the
trees. There are memories here, in the earth and the sky. This is a
land we've been to before. That's because it is a place that
belongs to the dream world, that realm we visit on a nightly basis
when we give in to the cool embraces of slumber. Washington Irving is
our dream master, his tale of spooks and schoolteachers weaving an
enchanting tapestry of myths, magic and, of course, that immortal "Legend of Sleepy Hollow."(read more...)
