| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - d go fishing again, where the only people we ever saw for a week were the 10 of us, and if you saw a boat in the distance, it was one of ours... ... or the early mornings in my grandfather's primitive but roomy log cabin which was 15 miles up a first-gear-and-crawling logging road, in the late fall, before dawn, where the cooks (usually including me as helper) would have the huge iron stove ho
|
