To wake to open windows, soft light, air saturated with moisture and scent and color, only whispers of movement as sound. How can one not want to savor and commit to memory, wish that such moments would never end? |
• Posted: Nov 23, 2008 10:20:44
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Sunday, October 5th, 2008 Bridgman MI USA |