Monday, February 18, 2013


"I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree -
And climb black branches up a snow white trunk 
Toward heaven, 'til the tree could bear no more,
But dipped it's top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches."

Robert Frost

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