Photos, always...and coffee forever
Oh i so feel like that so much these days....sometimes I feel i shouldn't have started blogging -- things sometimes seem so much changed, yet the innate me remains the same....wanting fun, laughter!hope it all will come back, Lorraine....by spring? the smell of lilacsin the mild breezea sliver of moon on a river's blueand the boat mansinging in his husky voiceare a few little thingsthat take me throughthe sleepless nights...that was my teenage....nice photo, Lorraine...it resembles the bush morning glory in our yard, near the paddy fields :)love, dev
okay i said smell of lilacs...it came from your post....it was the smell of jasmine :)dev
That is so very beautiful Dev, and why is it again that you do not post, the world needs more beauty
I have no more of sleepless nights....the world might misread me...i can't afford that! :)dev
Lilacs always remind me of my dear mother. She always loved them. Thanks for the memories!
ack...never let the childhood go...and some nice lilacs are never bad. smiles.
J'adore le lila Lorraine. Vivement le printemps!Bonne journée à toi.
Kathy, they smell so heavenly, n'est-ce pas?It was a thought in passing Brian :) right now we're being blizzed...there ain't no lilac Pas trop vivement ce matin Richard, on vit plutot une tempete de neige :)
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