Saturday, July 7, 2012


 "Stop and consider! life is but a day;
A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way
From a tree’s summit."

Good morning, gentle dawn. I drink you like nectar. (Photo)
And my sun, ❤ goes from red to radiant gold so the mist twinkles like stars.
Sunrise. Spellbound, I surrender. (Photo)

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