"He who learns must suffer and even in our sleep the pain we cannot forget falls drop by drop upon our heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God."
Monday, March 15, 2010
Idus Martias.
The wind and rain blew all night. I woke to a cold shower due to a flooded basement. Of the three streams the Elm won the prize for flooding a parking lot, leaving the Kiln and Shawsheen to bother trees and brush.
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