An update on Laurel Blossom's personal and professional activities, with good stories and a poem or two on occasion.
Monday, August 09, 2004
Plus I saw the heron gliding high in the sky over the road as I walked to pick up the paper this morning. Silence added to the romance of watching him out of sight. I can't get over how alive everything is down here. Including me.
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