For Alison. Happy birthday, sweetie.
Poetry: Marshlands by Emily Pauline Johnson
A thin wet sky, that yellows at the rim,
And meets with sun-lost lip the marsh’s brim.
The pools low lying, dank with moss and mould,
Glint through their mildews like large cups of gold
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Song In My Head: Sandusky by Uncle Tupelo
Quote: “The longer I love the more beautiful life becomes.” – Frank Lloyd Wright
Recipe: Lemon Cheesecake
Anywhere But Here: Old Québec, Québec City, QC
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