All. Day. And. Every. Day.
At night it sounds like breathing. Creak and sway, creak and sway. Inhale, exhale, breathe.
Monday, December 13, 2010
13 dec 2010
Summertime ... and the south-easter's blowing ...
All. Day. And. Every. Day.
During the day our massive palm tree sounds like a old-timey wooden sailing ship. All creaky, the rigging swaying and clapping in the breeze.
At night it sounds like breathing. Creak and sway, creak and sway. Inhale, exhale, breathe.
All. Day. And. Every. Day.
At night it sounds like breathing. Creak and sway, creak and sway. Inhale, exhale, breathe.
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I looove wind! However, I left similar palm trees, but was soo willing to trade them for the lovely snowflakes I saw falling this morning!
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