To those who followed Columbus and Cortez, the New World truly seemed incredible because of the natural endowments. The land often announced itself with a heavy scent miles out into the ocean. Giovanni di Verrazano in 1524 smelled the cedars of the East Coast a hundred leagues out. The men of Henry Hudson's Half Moon were temporarily disarmed by the fragrance of the New Jersey shore, while ships running farther up the coast occasionally swam through large beds of floating flowers. Wherever they came inland they found a rich riot of color and sound, of game and luxuriant vegetation. Had they been other than they were, they might have written a new mythology here. As it was, they took inventory.
in spite of the south, i find thy mouth is twisted and frongs ponds leap from it like dull apes! come to me my grapes! wrap it in the cellophane rusted rung on grandaddys fork...yep yep yep!
hey frog puss, sawee i bounced with unannounced. goodbye makes me cry....so i remain sly. come to the ville' fri. for mateo's and my's show. pwweees, peace
I don't like YAGGS... I mean I DO, but mostly don't. Basically Woman Year is the best band name ever. If you change it I'll steal it from you and make it my band name... And boy won't yer face be red?
