“If we keep no diary [journal], the path crumbles away behind us as our feet leave it; and days gone by are but little more than a blank, broken by a few distorted shadows. Life is all confined within the limits of to-day….”
I am so glad you made it there. I love the mustard field behind the bridge!
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I am so glad you made it there. I love the mustard field behind the bridge!
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