"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."
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Everywhere you look
There is so much life in the Back 40, my own microcosm.
There is so much life in the Back 40, my own microcosm.
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