waiting for the aliens

I went back to the place where I took my last photos. Actually wanted to drive past this field but the city had closed the gates to the drive. So I had to park down at the bottom of some steep steps and climb up to there, and then walk across to the ravine at […]

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joy will find a way

Make me a bed of fond memories Make me to lie down with a smile Everything that rises afterward falls But all that dies has first to live. As longing becomes love As night turns to day Everything changes Joy will find a way — Bruce Cockburn

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