Wednesday, August 17, 2005

A fuller saturation of the sun's glow stretched miles in a jaded heart. Bleak days of confinemnent gone, and emerge, with bright chromatic daffodils swaying to liberty's new lease of breath. The grass, a fresh dewy green, luscious with freshness of a new quench of life. This, a morning's branding declaration, escapades' embarkment.















That - poopy and her mummy.