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)

Friday, July 28, 2006

Charlie, Tom & Tim in the windy city

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Tim, Charlie & Lil in Chicago

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Friday, July 14, 2006

Lara & Olivia

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Separating the wheat from the chaff

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Emma Winnowing

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Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Wisitors!

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