"up to the country whence the shadows fall."
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
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"AND what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days...
We may shut our eyes but we cannot help knowing
That skies are clear and grass is growing..."
James Russell Lowell
I'm either in a stupor of sleepiness or
shouting with life in summertime. We had nearly
perfect weather last week. And didn't I enjoy it!
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