Beautiful and poignant. There is still reason and occasion to praise the blessed seasons. September, as I write, is becoming cold and damp to the touch. In the words of Wendell Berry, the sanest man alive, "For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free".
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Beautiful and poignant. There is still reason and occasion to praise the blessed seasons. September, as I write, is becoming cold and damp to the touch. In the words of Wendell Berry, the sanest man alive, "For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free".
I would like a tour of her bookshelf/ves
Laura Beatty