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The dark pulls over us tonight like a heavy woolen blanket, its striped white and amber fringe receding to the west.
Posted at 08:15 PM in Nubbins | Permalink
Oh, I do like that!
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009 at 05:42 AM
what a beautiful image your words paint.
Wednesday, April 01, 2009 at 12:27 PM
Thanks, RR and Sky. :-)
Thursday, April 02, 2009 at 01:10 PM
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