be well, my birdie

Oh, that glorious Wisconsin wilderness!

Everything new and pure in the very prime of the spring when Nature’s pulses were beating highest and mysteriously keeping time with our own!

Young hearts, young leaves, flowers, animals, the winds and the streams and the sparkling lake, all widely, gladly rejoicing together! - John Muir: The Story of My Boyhood and Youth

MP3: Townes Van Zandt – I’ll Be Here In The Morning


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One Response to be well, my birdie

  1. lrn, anal diode August 17, 2008 at 5:24 pm #

    from nsfw to tearjerker in four days flat. unheard of, splinters. applause.

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