“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….”
They are home working hard on the barnyard. It's hard being away, but I will never get another chance like this, so I had better take advantage of it. Its been great so far.
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