Along with the urge to simplify. Re-assess. Recover. Re-discover. Re-belong...re re ra. Also came the need to go home. New Zealand is beautiful.
The days fold into one, the body seems to hum. The following is a collection of crops, discarded photos in a weeny little plastic (wood veneer) album I found in Arthurs Emporium.
You can find anything there... ANYTHING!
The days fold into one, the body seems to hum. The following is a collection of crops, discarded photos in a weeny little plastic (wood veneer) album I found in Arthurs Emporium.
You can find anything there... ANYTHING!
This, I will not dwell on (the not being there always thing). Just need to keep myself light(ish) with the knowledge that it will always remain. Que Sera, Sera.
Lovely lovely lovely. Let's vino soon oh poetic one. x
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