Friday, November 7, 2014

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Here at Tablerock Lake in Arkansas, for my dad's 70th birthday. Got up early and watched the fog burned off the lake. The frost glitter like glass in the grass. The particular earthy smell of the leaves on the ground, which I haven't smelled since growing up in Missouri, very deep in me.

That's the stuff.

Fela Kuti for the score.


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