Friday, 25 April 2008

Nite


My children don’t hold hands with me anymore when we are walking, but I am lucky enough that my daughter will still link her arm with mine when we are strolling; it may even be better.
And so yesterday which began with a Deer coming up to the house out of the forest to have one of the cats turn and hiss at them, we strolled alongside the river in Toulouse as dusk slipped by.

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