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November 06, 2009
Meeting Hafez on the Road to Ottawa
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Wow!
Posted by: Vivian | November 06, 2009 at 10:29 AM
Even better with the pic, Beth.
Posted by: Kim | November 06, 2009 at 11:28 AM
Poem and picture, perfect match.
Posted by: Anne Gibert | November 06, 2009 at 01:00 PM
Yes. What they said.
Posted by: dale | November 07, 2009 at 07:53 AM
I was on the road to Ottawa too, yesterday. But I didn't write a poem, nor did I took a lovely photo. I just tried to stay awake.
Posted by: mare | November 07, 2009 at 11:48 AM
I slept on the way home! J. was driving, and I could barely stay awake, finally gave in and slept even though it was mid-afternoon.
Posted by: Beth | November 07, 2009 at 11:55 AM
Hafez!!
Posted by: laurie | November 07, 2009 at 05:38 PM