A world of very, very short writings. And some pics.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
sparkling
The days when the bay is sparkling I ask myself, is there a more beautiful spot in the whole entire world? The gray days, though, I know that there is beauty elsewhere…and here, too, if I just wait for the sun to come out and reignite the sparkles.
Admittedly, I thought about Edward and Twilight when I first saw this word.
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