'Reflected in some light glory, even the backyard graves were telling plain stories.' The old Quaker Meeting House, in Plumstead PA.
posted by gary j. introne @ 4:56 PM
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
'Reflected in some light glory, even the backyard graves were telling plain stories.' The old Quaker Meeting House, in Plumstead PA.About Me
- Name: gary j. introne
- Location: Avenel, New Jersey, United States
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