Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Tramp/bling


"I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines."

Henry David Thoreau, naturalist and author (1817-1862)

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