"The city sleeps and the country sleeps,
The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time,
The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife;
And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them,
And such as it is to be of these more or less I am,
And of these one and all I weave the song of myself."
-Walt Whitman
Monday, August 20, 2007
Keeping Track
I will be writing my blogs on this website but I will be posting all of my pictures to:
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