Going through Grange Park, I came upon this vision, this anomaly, this beautiful contradiction. Throughout the park, all the trees were bare, stretching their dark, naked limbs against the blue sky. And then...there was this one tree.
Friday, November 25, 2011
Floating In A Different Season
A gorgeous day today. I couldn't resist pedaling circuitously around the city as I travelled from home to drop-in, to office.
Going through Grange Park, I came upon this vision, this anomaly, this beautiful contradiction. Throughout the park, all the trees were bare, stretching their dark, naked limbs against the blue sky. And then...there was this one tree.
Going through Grange Park, I came upon this vision, this anomaly, this beautiful contradiction. Throughout the park, all the trees were bare, stretching their dark, naked limbs against the blue sky. And then...there was this one tree.
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