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)

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Footprints


We're not sure we want to know what made these tracks!




















1 Comments:

Blogger David said...

THREE toes??? Sloth?

7:21 PM

 

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