Friday, February 13, 2009

across the lake

This is the first Friday in a month I haven't been enjoying a Roby dinner and sleeping under a big pile of blankets in the bedroom with papered walls. The snow is melting here and it feels like time to move, again. I hope the city lights shine (especially) bright for you, Tess; bring back stories and photosphotosphotos and the promise we'll go again someday.


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