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"It froze again hard last night," I heard him say to someone on the phone early this morning.
But the sky is blue today.
Perhaps it's like this day in Virginia Woolf's life:
"A bitter wind blew splinters of sunshine."
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Deer on the Run
"It froze again hard last night," I heard him say to someone on the phone early this morning.
But the sky is blue today.
Perhaps it's like this day in Virginia Woolf's life:
"A bitter wind blew splinters of sunshine."
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