When you write you lay out a line of words . . .the line of words is a hammer . . .the line of words feels for cracks in the firmament
. . .the line of words fingers your own heart
. . .you wield it, and it digs a path you follow
(Annie Dillard, The Writing Life)
Saturday, August 15, 2009
What's Lost is Found
Good news. The golf course that Michael golfed at when we visited Plymouth last month found our camera! They sent it back to us last week - what a relief! As proof, here is the one picture we had of us together at Plymouth - from that camera. :)
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