"If a man write a better book, preach a better sermon, or grate a better cheese, than his neighbour, tho' he build his house in the woods, the world will make a beaten path to his door."
``Commit a crime, and it seems as if a coat of snow fell on the ground, such as reveals in the woods the track of every partridge and fox and squirrel and mole.''
Late day shadows long and long Speak to us of what? We do not know. Yet we do know That they are as one With every singer who has ever sung A song of loss and longing.
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14 comments:
That path looks so jogable. Where are the footprints? Do Madisonians fear the cold too much to jog outdoors?
There are giants walking among the trees!
Maxine receives her first email from a Twitter fan:
"Hi there: How much does it cost to avoid you ?"
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Irony:
...when the Peace Rally in Oakland descended into violence.
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I'm planning a Goal-Setting Event for 2009.
Anyone working on goals ?
I am still working on goal planning for 2006. One of my goals is to get caught up.
"If a man write a better book, preach a better sermon, or grate a better cheese, than his neighbour, tho' he build his house in the woods, the world will make a beaten path to his door."
-- Ralph Walter Emerson
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``Commit a crime, and it seems as if a coat of snow fell on the ground, such as reveals in the woods the track of every partridge and fox and squirrel and mole.''
Ralph (``call me Walter'') Emerson
I took the path less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.
Walter . . .
Ha!
I blame this guy.
traditionalguy - it's not so much the cold, as the slop.
Late day shadows long and long
Speak to us of what?
We do not know.
Yet we do know
That they are as one
With every singer who has ever sung
A song of loss and longing.
I made this picture my bacground. It's bright and cheerful on my screen.
Not all of my eys wor .
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