my year of being present
Saturday, February 05, 2011
6:36 ~ February 5, 2011
{Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays this courier from the swift completion of his appointed rounds. . .even though it's the tree that almost killed him on Christmas Eve. . .sigh. . .
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