Hi Blogitse! I’m back!! One week off, one week to deal with the mess created by the absence, a birthday almost no one noticed and a weekend to rest a little bit… And we are waiting for you in Lisbon… 😉
Have a great weekend!
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Let the wind pick me up and fly me into the air again.
How’d you get a photo of my brain?
Hi Blogitse! I’m back!! One week off, one week to deal with the mess created by the absence, a birthday almost no one noticed and a weekend to rest a little bit… And we are waiting for you in Lisbon… 😉
Have a great weekend!
I’ve come to far to force it….I’d rather watch it fall into the palm of my hand.
your touch
like feathers
soft & stirring….
what a weather…lost a feather…
If I only were light as a feather……..
No matter how high a feather goes up, it must come down.
tickle, tickle 🙂
BG