A little belated, but this was the process. I documented my attitude towards the whole shebang here.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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...the shipyard, the warehouse / with fences to shut in everything secret / and solemn the night watch / and grievous the bell / and tiresome the whistles and the works / and lonely the ghosts who step lightly / remembering the stacks of treasure in those hidden rooms...
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- All words found here are my own, unless otherwise noted, and reflect only me, unless they don't............ The title picture was taken in early June, 2005 during our trip to Scotland. It's the harbor outside of Portree, Isle of Skye.
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