15-01-25 A Walk By Piermont Marsh

“The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; and the sun, blood-red on the eastern marshes behind dark masts and yards, seemed filled with the ruins of a forest it had set on fire.”

Charles Dickens

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Oh, you take the high road and I’ll take the low road…

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