What song is in your head?
Cattle auctioneer set to the tune of heavy metal.

-sent by howitzer via the breech.

God's love is manifest in the landscape as in a face.  - John Muir

I want creation to penetrate you with so much admiration that wherever you go, the least plant may bring you clear remembrance of the Creator.  A single plant, a blade of grass, or one speck of dust is sufficient to occupy all your intelligence in beholding the art with which it has been made  - Saint Basil

Heaven is under our feet, as well as over our heads. - Thoreau, Walden
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The winds of censorship are howling we must kill the Terrorsquid LOL


Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
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Butthurt: works on so many levels



Not an endorsement, (for Trump), on my part in any way, shape, or form.


Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
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