Sunday afternoon I made a trip to the arboretum---I had been trapped inside for too long this dreary week. Not that Sunday was less dreary; the sky undulated in indecision, rapidly waxing and waning in waves of sleet and rain. Majestic, it was majestic to be walking among sequoias and ferns, transported to the Jurassic, hood thrown back, heavy
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