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Saturday, May 31, 2014

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  1. those remind me the stories of hemingway,his and only his africa, that movement that let time to flow and to concentrate in the same time in a simple gesture of/ for the world. life seems an endless haze, and i want to walk it slowly, slowly...

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    1. miriam, this is every story, isn't it? (but you are very kind.)

      let's walk slowly together as though this one day will last the duration of it all.

      xo
      erin

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    1. :) the grass is good. the cows are good. the birds are good. and so we are good.

      xo
      erin

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  3. reminds me of the time I visited Texas,,,wait I think I live in Texas,,,not about you Tiny Leaf, just the world, but still hope you are doing good...reckon? :)

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    1. you make me smile from your easy chair. of course i reckon:)

      xo
      erin

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