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)

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

A Late May Visitor!

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Anonymous anastasiaK said...

Beautiful photo, Tom! Nice "capture"!

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Blogger David said...

Nice Luna Moth!

7:30 PM


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