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Sunday, 12 February 2012

Sunday; Cloud watching;


Watching the clouds, some merge slowly and some are swallowed up quickly;
like the days , some are gone quickly and some are lingering, leaving us --
A day, a week, a month, a year!

"Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will him about mine ears; and sometime voices,
That if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again, and then in dreaming
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked
I cried to dream again."
- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, 3.2


  ©TS




4 comments:

  1. Big skies and a scattering of birds...perfect.

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  2. It looks really beautiful. The birthday boy sure had a great lunch.

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  3. Martin; thank you for your visit.

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  4. Pat; thanks a lot for stopping by.

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