Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Poem
Never to bid good-bye
Or lip me the softest call,
Or utter a wish for a word, while I
Saw morning harden upon the wall,
Unmoved, unknowing
That your great going
Had place that moment, and altered all.
Thomas Hardy
Or lip me the softest call,
Or utter a wish for a word, while I
Saw morning harden upon the wall,
Unmoved, unknowing
That your great going
Had place that moment, and altered all.
Thomas Hardy
Thursday, November 03, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Friday, October 07, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Monday, September 05, 2011
Monday, August 01, 2011
First birthday #3
Not just one, actually, but two birthday cakes!
This one was by far the messiest.
But divine anyways.
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