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[Jul. 2nd, 2010|04:43 am] |
Dunno if any of you've noticed, but the sky's rather quite lovely. Not in the traditional "Ah me, look how blue, look how cloudy, aye yes, look there at the majestic sun, the dancing moon, the twinkly bloody bothersome stars what scintillate in just a way like they have this whole time..." Sort of fashion, no.
It's actually... quite... subtle, the way its beauty strikes me. How it gradually shifts from a darker blue at the horizon to the lighter, robin's egg color up top. The way there's never been two skies quite the same. That's the beauty of it.
In other rather unfortunate news, I've returned from Underhill, bearing gifts! |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2010|07:48 pm] |
Sam? Aidan? Alex?
Perhaps we ought to celebrate the upcoming holiday in Texas as the ranch has the acreage for setting off fireworks.
Plus, horses. And barbecue. And explosions.
Bring friends and Aidan, darling? In your case, new girlfriends.
That means that EVERYONE is invited to the Texas ranch for the Fourth of July holiday. |
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