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Running Free
Monday, 29 September 2008 1:03 A GMT-04
Bounding offThe porch,Sprung from the granite step--All colors grayIn the limonene mistWe go. Up, down and outInto the cricket’sMourning sound,Through Summer’s nightDog and meBreeching the glow tideAnd mind sea. Running, running
McHoover's Piggy Bank
Friday, 19 September 2008 9:11 P GMT-04
Don't let McCain & Daisy Mae near your money!
Good Morning~ Glory
Sunday, 14 September 2008 8:08 P GMT-04
'Hot time...Summer in the City' comes to the end of the line.
Run~ Bullwinkle Run!
Thursday, 4 September 2008 9:17 A GMT-04
It has been a month of storms. The flower gardens at their summer height were beautiful, raspberries plentiful, the lawns green, the marsh and woodlands filled with wildflowers, and still, there has been an atmosphere of disturbance everywhere,