Trip to London on bicycle – July, 2011
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Tractor Pulling, July 10, 2011
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Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am...
