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Apr. 4th, 2009 09:37 pmSpring arrives.
Shadows of Midsummer Night's Dream...
A soft choral of frogs.
A passing of a warm wind.
The smell of trees and warm earth, sweet pollen of blooms, fill the air.
Music, soft and familiar, pulls at memories.
An image of a paint brush...
An idea for a story...
Creativity blooms with the growing green.
Thoughts grow form with the Midsummer Night's Dream.
Shadows of Midsummer Night's Dream...
A soft choral of frogs.
A passing of a warm wind.
The smell of trees and warm earth, sweet pollen of blooms, fill the air.
Music, soft and familiar, pulls at memories.
An image of a paint brush...
An idea for a story...
Creativity blooms with the growing green.
Thoughts grow form with the Midsummer Night's Dream.