Tuesday, April 5, 2016

4.4.16 That which strums

Beauty that is derived from rich fresh flowers and green green banks on rivers is an easy peasy too-loud-for-me beauty. Myself, I go for the quirky, the not-so-comfy/convenient . I like to work a little for my beauty, discover the insanely amazing by a frozen crop of trees, or down a dark canal . This place, like any other, has many faces and as many variations of seasons, and every single one is resplendent and unforgettable ,and strums a new song each time, far within .


 

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