Sunday, May 24, 2009
Plum Island
I'd gladly spend any given Sunday on Plum Island, watching the breeze gently rocking tall blades of grass.
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And in the same field, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before,
and which shall never be seen again. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
and which shall never be seen again. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
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