More specifically concerning: Dryden
16.04.02 – Tuesday
16 April 2002, around 13.56.
A funny color has settled on the trees, a noxious youthful green promising both the plenitude of fall and the mishaps of summer. Idle much of the morning. And the rest of the day, too. O mind of man that does not know the end or future fates, nor how to keep the measure when […]