Appreciate the sun, even in winter, as it melts the icicles before your eyes and later pulls green grassland from the soil, promenades with rain in a ripening hoe-down, and fruits, sweet, crimson and golden dance at the harvest masquerade. Yes, adorning silver platters and ming vases and everything down to a peasant’s wooden bowl. Everything is manisfestible, it’s a manifestival! So, my dear one, what do you need?
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Friday, January 11, 2013
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