The old man sawed as if aeons of time were before him, and as if all the years behind him had been leisurely and all the years in front of him would … - Emily Carr

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The old man sawed as if aeons of time were before him, and as if all the years behind him had been leisurely and all the years in front of him would be equally so. Life had sweetened the old man. He was luscious with time like the end berries of the strawberry season.