Bells and Whistles
I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats on high o'er vales and pillows,
When all at once I saw a crowd: a host of golden armadillos.
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May 23, 2005
KJ Gardens Still Alive
The garden is back again, read about it
here
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Posted at May 23, 2005 07:39 PM