If you pressed me to say why I loved him, I feel that it cannot be expressed, except by replying, because it was him and because it was me. 

Michel de Montaigne


Mallemaroking with my oldest and dearest, Joseph. Babushkas.

Hello 2017.  knife | fork | book

By Kirby

Poet. Book Fairy. Publisher knife | fork | book

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