Sea Glass

http://creatingsparks.com.gridhosted.co.uk/?endonezit=free-binary-options-trading-software-download The colors of the waves in this photo reminded me of a poem I read a long time ago in the New Yorker that ended:

“Merged and turning to bottle-green glass,

they hold us dear as wine

http://medeniyetvakfiadana.com/?baewr=opzioni-binarie-1-euro-conto-demo&37d=ad as the days grow hotter”

I have no idea what the poet’s name was, and my googling finds it was in the New Yorker in 1989, but I don’t have a subscription, so I can’t find out more. Anyway, great poem, and a great moment with my kids.

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