Wednesday, July 3, 2013

in summer, we will dream of winter

1 comment:

  1. ...and in winter we will dream of summer. How silly we are to not live in the moment.

    The dragonflies this year (to my joy) are abundant & magnificent. They greet me when I walk out my door and fly along when I walk around my block like winged escorts. I am their queen and they are my subjects. We flow and fly together as one. xo