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The Royal Colour
2007.07.23
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I will tell you.
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold,
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were love-sick with them."
-- William Shakespeare : Anthony and Cleopatra
(I'll be away until July 30th.
Thursday afternoon , July 19th, I walked around my neighborhood taking flower photos. I'll post many of them starting with the 19th—I don't want to see empty days!)
