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Sunday Doubles.

As mentioned in the previous post this weekend had a special magic to it. Although, as always, in the end there was not enough time to get everything accomplished I am happy with the start of new work. Couple of breakthroughs on a almost metaphysical level and as such, of course, difficult to put into words.

And now I’m running late to pick up Peter atop of Mt. Greylock… Sometime tonight we’ll make our way back to Brooklyn from the Autumn misty Berkshires.

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