Wednesday, January 9
In the Park Today the Sun Shone on Sparse Grass
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2 comments:
I'm sure you meant 'sparse', but no matter.
The striking rays of sun would blind me to grammar as well. It looks like that 7am bright stuff. Eesh.
That's nice, though.
Sparse indeed... like my spelling skills.
Color me corrected.
Oh, and that's the 4pm bright stuff.
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