the purple chai | ||
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a fifty-something under-tall half-deaf school librarian in the jersey suburbs with two grown kids and time on her hands Libraries will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no libraries.
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Under My Nose, As It Were 724 |
04.13.2005 |
6:33 pm |
So here in my little corner of the world, there's a very nice county park system; the one I'm most familiar with is not far from where I live. I've mentioned it before and taken pictures there before, too. But about a year and a half ago, they completed the path that links two of the parks, and I've never walked that part before. This new section goes right past a historical landmark that I've seen almost all of my life, but had never walked right up to before. There was never a way to get there until recently, really, and the thing was a wreck and all overgrown. But now they've restored it and they keep it all nice, so yesterday I thought I'd take a look. |
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