reading in my tent at night, i am soon surrounded by sandflies. ah, a new game! smashing sand flies as they settle on the light-bathed pages. i count 7 here, but my record is 9.
Monday, April 20, 2009
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"All by myself I have to go, With none to tell me what to do -- All alone beside the streams And up the mountain-sides of dreams." RLS
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