I was just about to write another boring post complaining about the weather, then Amanda came to the rescue this morning with another picture of Nova on their desert trip. And if that doesn't make you smile, nothing will.
"I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born. The intellect is a cleaver; it discerns and rifts its way into the secret of things."
Henry David Thoreau
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