Well, that's it for now. It's getting close to supper time, so I'm going to head downstairs. Happy Saturday everyone!
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An adventure.
The stars of midnight shall be dear to her; and she shall lean her ear in many a secret place where rivulets dance their wayward round, and beauty born of murmuring sound shall pass into her face. -William Wordsworth
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