“It was November--the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines. Anne roamed through the pineland alleys in the park and, as she said, let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul.”
-L.M. Montogomery
Just slogged through an assignment and hit the shiny SEND button. Feels amazing to get that done. I've been buried under school for weeks now. I was researching Exodus themed Spirituals and had an awesome soundtrack listening to them all this week. I love both of these versions of "On my way to Canaan Land" :
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