"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Great rose weather
The house across the street, which has a very rare for Brooklyn corner yard, is fenced in and overflowing with roses now.
The house across the street, which has a very rare for Brooklyn corner yard, is fenced in and overflowing with roses now. 
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