"Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then,
and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a
sense of sadness and departure."
- Thomas Wolfe
Sunday, February 27, 2005
I hesitate to write that I'm grateful for Eli's accident, but the last few days I was afraid this blog had degenerated into a raw food recipe site!
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