The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, \
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit \
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, \
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. ~~71, Rubainat of Omar Khannam
Sunday, April 24, 2005
04/23/05 -- Saturday
Three hours of traipsing in the woods Saturday gained us these YUMMY spoils for our labour! Breakfast, anyone?
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