LAST night, as the last stroke of the midnight hour died upon the ear, 1869, Old and decrepit with age, sank into the grave of the Past, and young 1870, bright and blooming with youth, was born. More...
“I think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits, unless I spend four hours a day at least - and it is commonly more than that - sauntering through the woods and over the hills and fields, absolutely free from all worldly engagements.”
~Henry David Thoreau
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