May 8, 2013
Mark Twain, "Roughing It"
The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn't it be? - it is the same the angels breathe. Mark Twain, "Roughing It"
[From my afternoon walk with Amos yesterday. Yes, the sky actually looked like that]
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