Monday, February 25, 2013

A repeat



2 comments:

Magyar said...

Ahhhh... that summer breeze, swelling the shears at the sill, that open window!

The touch, deeply felt Warren.

Warren said...

And I'm longing for those summer breezes just about now, Mag. Winter for me is just something to be endured, defunct of any real creative feeling.

Thanks! Warren