This blog was created to meet a job target. Target met. However, I have become attached to my little piece of the internet. I plan on keeping this blog—but the title has to go. In addition in sounds pretentious. It was my own silence.
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The car is no doubt also encrusted in ice. The only consolation for us is that it's been crappy enough up till now that the crocuses haven't even started - so at least they're not around to get spmooshed. At least over in my neck of the woods, it's already melting away pretty quickly. Should be gone by Tuesday night at the latest.
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When last seen, he was leaving Atlanta to ''hunt in old towns and old countries where some of the old times must still linger. That would be Tara, of course. Did Scarlett recapture Rhett? Or was he lost forever? Did Ashley, now a widower, come courting? Or was he, too, sunk in sorrow? Or did the enchanting Mrs. Butler give up on both of them and move to the city she was made for? That would be New York, of course. Alexandra Ripley is going to tell us.