Sunday, June 8, 2008
One morning in Healdsburg
Sitting outside drinking coffee in the morning.
This is more about the sounds than the visual.
A lot of wind blowing throughout, but can you hear the birds?
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And can it be that in a world so full and busy, the loss of one weak creature makes a void in any heart, so wide and deep that nothing but the width and depth of eternity can fill it up.
Charles Dickens
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