There are in our existence Spots of time,. . . our minds Are nourished and invisibly repaired; . . . That penetrates, enables us to mount,
When high, more high, and lifts us up when fallen.
Friday, December 9, 2011
Tue and Wed
On Tuesday we went to the airport about an hour away and picked up Anna. Wednesday, Anna had the van and Petra and I stayed put all day. I made 3 pinatas. They dried nicely at the fire place. One is for Saturday.
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