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Probably no moon has furnished me with as much light as this one, in this clear weather. Now it is past full, and I can arise before daybreak and see my way about, sawing firewood. One feels alone on the earth, no sounds, no lights, anywhere, unless a boat passes. In a light fog, as this morning, the isolation is even more strongly felt. It brings peace, contentment and a sure faith that all is well.
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~ Harlan Hubbard
from his journal, Dec. 28th, 1958
woodcut by the author
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