Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in reverie. ~Henry David Thoreau
On the last morning of Virginia’s bloodiest year since the Civil War, I built a fire and sat facing a window of darkness where at sunrise I knew I would find the sea.
Patricia Cornwell
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June 27th, 2008 at 1:26 am
Hello. I love this picture…was it taken on May 25th?
June 27th, 2008 at 1:57 am
Thanks. It was taken last weekend actually.