How full of soft, pure light the western sky now, after sunset! I love to see the outlines of the pines against it. Unless you watch, you do not know when the sun goes down. It is like a candle extinguished without smoke. A moment ago you saw the glittering orb amid the dry oak leaves in the horizon and now you can detect no trace of it.
-Henry David Thoreau
It All Depends On Your Values, by The Saker - This has been an interesting week for Russia. First, and contrary to my own expectations, Iulia Skripal has been allowed to make a recorded statement on vi...
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