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Old Postcard

The old mill-wheel, it turns, it turns,

As in my childhood's hour;--

As when I bathed beneath its rim,

In its refreshing shower:

But they who were my comrades then,

Are sleeping on the hill,

And now, to them, forever now,

The old Mill-wheel stands still.

- The Old Mill Wheel, James Arvis Bartley


Hyde's Mill in rural iowa Country Wisconsin.


photo by Mark Adsit

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Taken on August 27, 2011