Friday, January 16, 2009


This photo was taken five minutes ago.  We have an overcast sky today but a lovely temperature.  We were sweltering two days ago; this is a nice relief.

You love the roses - so do I.  I wish
The sky would rain down roses, as they rain
From off the shaken bush.  Why will it not?
Then all the valley would be pink and white
And soft to tread on.  They would fall as light
As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be
Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!
George Eliot 1819-1880

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