here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap
and to your(in my arms flowering so new)
self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain
-e. e. cummings
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Photographers
We were on our way to lunch, but the sky was so blue we had to stop for pictures. I think people passing thought we were funny, standing in the street taking pictures of the bell tower.
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