it was a very j-new weekend, with me sitting on my balcony and singing for three hours on saturday to help me through a heavy-hearted spell. there was the very best rain, too, with the sunshowers and the downpours and the misteverywhere and the whited out skyline over cedarvale ravine.
'...on a good day you can see the end from here, but i won't turn back now that the way is clear, i will stay for the remainder...' and all her most wonderful poetry.
happy monday, happy week, peach plum and pear.
(OH AND. this just got posted today too. so. in a slightly different mood... squeeeeeee! yeah i wanna again oh man i wanna.)
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