When despair for the world grows in me ... I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
- Wendell Berry, from his poem "The Peace of Wild Things"
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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Deep thots by Sally:
My Dearest Virg:
I hope you are resting in the grace of the world and feeling free in your presences of your entertaining suroundings...... I luv you cuz! Peace be with you!
With highest devotion,
Sally......
HOLD HARMLESS:
Do not Read This Post until you read the prior post at 2:44am by Sally (myself)!!!!!! This is a Hold Harmless Disclosure Statement and truthfully....you need to read the 2:44am post first to get the jest of this comment to begin with! Good Luck!~~~~~~~~~~~
*******Note to self:
(that would be: to Sally)
****Don't get on Computer when under crazy influence of White Zen and Swisher Sweets! Baylees and Coffee can't come soon enough!!!! Peace and Out!******
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