Sunday, September 12, 2004

A lovely little service in a lovely little park in a supportive little town, for a woman I wanted to see more of.

However, I can go the rest of my life without another half-assed explication of the King James version of the 23rd Psalm, one of the prettiest and strongest pieces of poetry in the language.

Couldn't they just read it?

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