Blackwater park




'... come, O come to my
lake.
It is cool and fathomlessly deep.
It is dark like a sleep that is dreamless.
There in its depths nights and days are one, and songs are
silence.
Come, O come to my lake...'

Rabindranath Tagore
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Spring fever




It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
― Mark Twain


Mr. Twain was right! Lovely weather was perfect for long [...]

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