Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? This is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain. The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. - A.E. Housman (1859-1936)

Sunday, November 06, 2005

We visit Charlie & Tim

At Morton Arboretum in Lisle.









































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Blogger bloggrez said...

Autumn leaves offer a reminder of God's gifts »
Autumn leaves offer a reminder of God's gifts My devotion time comes at the end of each day; it's a time to pray and to organize my random thoughts.Today was the first I really took the time to notice how much ...
Just like so many Americans my friend loves the clubs and club music lyrics so he went ahead and built an awesome website about club music lyrics. When he's in high spirit he goes to the site and start reciting all his favorite club music lyrics. Says it's good for the heart. Guess what? I gave it a shot and it works great!

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