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Spring Done Sprung…

23 Monday Mar 2015

Posted by thegentlemanfarmer in Family, Living, Passages, Relationships, Seasons, time, Totem Hall, Vacation

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beach, boarding school, children, classes, college, empty nesters, life, savannah college of art and design, spring break, tides, woodberry forest school

last sunset...

that last sunset…

Perhaps, I should say, spring sprunged.  My youngest returns back to his boarding school later today, and in Savannah my oldest returns back to the college grind today, which all means that today at Totem Hall we return to life as empty nesters today, not a bad life mind you, but a life nevertheless…

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