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November 9, 2014

Sunday Quote

We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the fir...

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Susan Moorhead: Artplay, beaches, blank paper, blue sky, blues, boats, cafes, carved wood, celtic, children, coffee, collages, courage, earrings, fireplaces, first editions, gaelic, God, grace, green things, humor, libraries, lipstick, medieval, mermaids, movies, mysterious unexplainables, New England, oddly shaped chairs, photography, pilot pens, poetry, red shoes, roses, sangria, Scotland, Sensodine toothpaste, socks, song standards, stones, sun, swoons, toast, trees, used book sales, vintage, wisdom, world events, writing, and yellow lamplight.

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