09 December 2015

Much Rain - Missoula, Montana

"....And my sleeps were sweet now and there was much rain and, betweenwhiles, the kind southwind blowing in at the window, and sunshine...We talked, when we talked at all, of common things."
- from Till We Have Faces, p. 83, by C.S.Lewis (1898-1963)

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