"Or we can be lost in awe at all the people around us, their lives full of glory and tragedy, and suddenly we will have the beginnings of a painting, a story, a song." - Madeleine L'engle
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Overcast
and so it had been discovered, that the sea had become an old man. silvered and wrinkly. and ferry boats tip-toed so as not to wake him; and the clouds hung low: a soft feathered-blanket.
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