Sunday, January 12, 2014

First month

 ...the first shall be last and the last shall be first. That's what some rebellious semite said as he railed quite carefully against the Roman Machine.
Here's our little swan song, as he grew in his first month or so,  and as I look at him as a mirror of myself, I hope I go down nearly as gracefully as he's coming up.

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