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08/21/08 01:25 - ID#45393

i'm not sure if this looks like me,but..

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04/26/08 11:04 - ID#44161

a few April photos

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04/05/08 01:24 - ID#43912

some recent pictures

Picture I took of the Catskills:

A winter's night:

Pine Cone:

Sunset:

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03/23/08 06:44 - ID#43771

spring holidays

So I've been on vacation since thursday. I'm here in Jimmytown for a few more days.

Friday was Purim:

(for the megillah reading, people often dress in costume and boo/cheer with noisemakers.

(Hamantashen... a really good pastry that is often made at Purim).

My mom, who went to temple with me.

My sister, who I think is beautiful:

Last night, I hit the local bars with Roberta. The funny thing is that we didn't really drink anything-we just met up with our friend Matt and some people that we know. It was pretty fun. We also went for coffee at this fun greasy spoon place near my house and talked about old times. Her baby has grown so much. I've only been gone a few months, but she's already walking and has teeth now.

Today, I went to church with my dad. I'm not too much of a church person, but it was nice going with him.

Crazy Me:

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10/16/07 12:50 - ID#41673

over goldengrove unleaving...

I'm really enjoying the beautiful weather lately. It's great going outside in the sunshine and walking through the leaves.

Fall always reminds me of this poem, for some reason:

"Spring and Fall to a young child" by Gerard Manley Hopkins

M�RGAR�T, �re you gr�eving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Le�ves, l�ke the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
�h! �s the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you w�ll weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
S�rrow's spr�ngs �re the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It �s the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.