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John Burroughs
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Sunday, November 17, 2013
Winter Air
"It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake,
the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam.
This crisp winter air is full of it. ~
John Burroughs" - "Winter Sunshine"
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