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, April 16, 2006

Into the Woods

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posted by Tom Fisher at 5:46 AM

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey! I think I see a mushroom!

6:59 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ooh, very pretty!

2:40 PM

 

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