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Continue to ChatI think of no news to tell you. It is a serene summer day here, all above the snow. The hens steal their nests, and I steal theireggs still, as formerly. This is what I do with the hands. Ah, labor,--it is a divine institution, and conversation with many men and hens. - Henry David Thoreau from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/i-think-of-no-news-to-tell-you-it-is-a-serene-summer-day-here-all-above-the-snow-the-hens-steal-their-nests