I've been learning, with some pain and a fair amount of whining, how to wake up at 7:30am. The sleep stupor makes the evenings startlingly beautiful, but I suspect they don't need help achieving that effect. Bread Loaf's grounds are such a beautiful pairing with the excitement and bustle of the verbal activities here. When I need to recharge I take a walk or settle into one of these gorgeous chairs and let the poetry percolate.
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Meryl! I'm in love with these photographs.
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