Sunday, September 15, 2013

Afternoon Rain

After all I still enjoy them - the nonsensical pattern of nature, water colours, the wonder of whimsical emotions, the colour broken white, the paradox of lasting sentiments and other wisdoms found in sky-gazing.
"And now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table.
But you only want the ones that you can't get, Desperado?"
Alright, off for lunch.

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