had an awesome weekend, caught fish, watched the moon rise after midnight, saw fossils and generally relaxed... more to come.While you wait... ponder the words of Keats;
"Tis the witching hour of night,Or bed is the moon and bright,And the stars they glisten, glisten,Seeming with bright eyes to listenFor what listen they?" John Keats (1795 - 1821)
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