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a few pounds of dried food in his pack. A few orange crates made his tableon which one late sunny afternoon as I arrivedwas steaming a peaceful cup of tea at his side as he bent his serious head to the Chinese signs of the poet Han Shan. Coughlin had given me the address and I came thereseeing first Japhy's bicycle on the lawn in front of the big house out front (where his landlady lived) then the few odd boulders and rocks and funny little trees he'd brought back from mountain jaunts to set out in his own "Japanese tea garden" or "tea-house garden as there was a convenient pine tree soughing over his little domicile. A peacefuler scene I never saw than when in that rather nippy late red afternoon I simply opened his little door and looked in and saw him at the end of the little shack sitting crosslegged on a Paisley pillow on a straw mat with his spectacles on making him look old and scholarly and wise with book on lap and the little tin teapot and porcelain cup steaming at his side. He looked up very peacefully saw who it was said Raycome in and bent his eyes again to the script. What you doing?" Translating Han Shan' yilai: uggs outlet christian louboutin outlet http://www.pokemont.fora.pl/piter,12/what-s-the-matter,22183.html#24043authentic inexpensive louis vuitton handbags |
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