May 24, 2013

Gazing at the rain...

“Gazing at the rain, I consider what it means to belong, to become part of something. To have someone cry for me.”
Haruki Murakami

May 9, 2013

Beauty of early spring

Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.
John Steinbeck