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Hmm, that looks vaguely familiar...
Posted by: jan | November 17, 2008 at 12:58 AM
The poem, I meant! :)
Posted by: jan | November 17, 2008 at 01:07 AM
Beautiful Poem...
Hey.....question??? What ever happened to that picture of that gentlemen who caught that "Huge Fish" ....and wild haired doo to boot???
Perhaps my memory has gone out to evening pasture.....but, I could have sworn that I saw a magnificant fish-silverish in color, with a wonderful gent holding on to it!!! Fun!! Beautiful post anyways....Rahab
Posted by: Rahab Klingensmith | November 22, 2008 at 10:07 PM