Pale as winter sunlight
Oil portrait painting on hardboard
Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins. ― Gustave Flaubert
I’m not sad, just a bit too busy for sitting down to form words into cohesive sentences this week. Mostly I don’t have the time it takes to edit because I’m usually far too long winded for a blog post, and I have to cut much of what I write by at least half. So, instead of putting myself through that torture when I’m feeling impatient, and don’t have the time to spare, I’ll just leave you with this little video. I hope it will be enough until I catch up on a few things I’ve been neglecting. Enjoy!
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