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, April 11, 2010

Since to look at things in bloom!




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posted by Tom Fisher at 4:57 PM

1 Comments:

Anonymous Lara said...

OOOOH! Very pretty.

2:05 PM

 

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