last night cousin carol and i went to the botanical garden, which is open until 10 on thurs. through september --- the conservatory was crazy with the frog noises in the dark --- then tonight it's the quarry garden and swan house at the history center --- fine way to spend an evening
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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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