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)

Thursday, May 25, 2006

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3 Comments:

Blogger David said...

If I were a bee, this is where I'd be!

11:05 AM

 
Blogger David said...

if
I
were a
bee this is
where i'd like to be

11:06 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So pretty! It looks like beautiful weather!

7:13 PM

 

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