Ruminations
Living a beautiful life at OakMeadows
Friday, July 8, 2016
July Poetry
"Along the river's summer walk,
The withered tufts of asters nod;
And trembles on its arid stalk
the hoar plum of the golden-rod."
- John Greenleaf Whittier
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Rambling Woods
July 10, 2016 at 4:15 PM
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