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“Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest
“Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were ki...

Wonderful plans made for New Years Eve...will be ringing in the
Wonderful plans made for New Years Eve...will be ringing in the new year dressed in my favorite soft red flannel PJ bottoms with my beautiful black Sa...

Poem for a Snowy Saturday Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Poem for a Snowy Saturday Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening By Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village ...

I know a valley- through its solitude A brown road winds
I know a valley- through its solitude A brown road winds towards a mountain crest; There gnarly ti-trees dripping sweetness rest, And grasses bend, t...

Luke brings in rock and large sticks from the outside...filled a
Luke brings in rock and large sticks from the outside...filled a large flower pot with all the rocks we have taken away from him...and some of the sti...