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, February 25, 2007

Why we didn't go swimming!

 
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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Whoa! That is one scary-looking reptile.

1:31 PM

 

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