She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces through the room,
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She looked down to Camelot... ~Tennyson
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Because what's better than a really big tree?
Nothing. Just couldn't post one day without a picture. I couldn't even fit the whole tree in the picture it was so big.
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