"Yea, all which it inherit - shall dissolve, and like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff as dreams are made on - and our little life is rounded with a sleep." Tempest Act 4 William Shakespeare

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

THEY WERE THERE

©Andy deBruyn

Three young attendees from my last wedding.

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