yogic and not-so-yogic musings from my so called life...
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
cottage living
Creek listening, star gazing, fire loving, silence. Autumn's end is here and nature is in a state of decay. Death, stillness, rebirth. Not photo-beautiful but very definitely beautiful in its own right.
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
What is grandma talking about with the bricks?... did she say a dear? what dear? what brinks? i cant see either ekah
To live a life true to myself. To live with conviction. To dare to live outside the box. To be open. To follow my instincts. To always remember that it is up to me to design a life that matters.
1 comment:
What is grandma talking about with the bricks?...
did she say a dear? what dear?
what brinks?
i cant see either
ekah
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