245 – The Birth of Motion
Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow. — Kahlil Gibran (1883 – 1931) I …
Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow. — Kahlil Gibran (1883 – 1931) I …
This afternoon it was totally still in the garden. Not a breath of wind. I could hear the bird calls echoing from across the valley …
After a storm blusters through there’s usually a quiet moment when it seems everyone and everything tries to catch its breath. It’s been another busy …
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