went to cape lookout this week---great weather, good breeze, absolutely no bugs---it's always cool to see the horses, not really wild but feral----long thought to be descended from spanish mustangs that escaped ashore in shipwrecks in the 17th c. ---nice story but not true, something they proved genetically i think---there are currently 118 horses on shackleford bank----
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4/27/2007 11:39:00 PM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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