“Woke up this morning on the farm, on the blurry edge of the world, mist rising off the fields, the embryo of a new day breaking open, pink and lavender spreading like a hopeful rumor in the east. A glowing crescent was clinging to the edge of the still-high moon like a spooning lover . . . There is still more than enough beauty in one morning alone on earth to break a heart wide open.”

–Linford, Over The Rhine

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