Friday, March 02, 2007

Where are my sunnies, spring is coming and going down.

1. Walking out of the house and wishing I had my sunglasses on.

2. Birds sitting in blossom trees with their feathers fluffed up. And where the sun had got into the trees, there were birds singing.

3. As I leave work, the sun is still well above the horizon, but it is showing red gold through gaps in the clouds.

1 comment:

  1. 4. Remembering the birds singing all day, and coming out of work to still find them singing.


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