Tuesday, November 4, 2008


From our morning at the polls (click to enlarge).

Also, I'm handing over the political commentary to a guy who hit the nail on the head with his Election Day Post and this little excerpt from Lincoln's first inaugural:

We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

Its even better in context: Sweet Juniper.

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