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, August 03, 2008

Anastasia's Retirement

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posted by Tom Fisher at 5:52 PM

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I do look happy, don't I? Still smiling!

5:17 AM

 

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