There is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing.
Work without Hope Lines composed 21st February 1825 All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair-- The bees are…
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Immigrant November '63: eight months in London. I pause on the low bridge to watch the pelicans: they float swanlike,…
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