Saturday, September 15, 2012

Pax Agrestis

A remarkably peaceful day in the neighborhood.   All that had needed mowing, has been mown;  all that needed sowing, has been sown.  We relax on our back decks, with murmured conversation or sweet naps, or over Shakespeare, and the blushful wine.

Et in Arcadia, ego

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