How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.

-Elizabeth Barrett Browning, (Sonnet 43) “Sonnets from the Portuguese”

Woodland with Snowdrops. Colesbourne Park, Gloucestershire, England.

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