(tales from the birdgirl)
June 14, 2014 § 5 Comments
— Two weeks ago —
It was over in moments.
… then this …
… then this:
They never last, do they? — the precious moments.
Tagged: Aldinga Beach, despair, forever, moments of beauty, sea, sunset, the beach, the sky
Thank you! So glad you liked it.
You’re very welcome 🙂
But the memories can…and they have a life of their own! I LOVE these–and they remind me of Australian beaches–and K.I.!
And maybe they’re precious precisely because they don’t last?
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