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February 05, 2011

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Oh, how beautiful! It looks like Russia. I thought it must be way out in the country, at least. But I see it's in Montreal. Transformative light.

The beginning or ending of the day are wide open for reflection; what we plan for the day; or what we want to remember from our day.

Gorgeous. I haven't been on my google reader for a while, I've been busy with so many other things. I had 26 posts to catch up with! I've missed your work, Beth. The snippets of things on facebook leave me wanting more.

Oh, that's beautiful. It brings tears.

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Who was Cassandra?


  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.

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