Wednesday, 17 March 2010

Oh My

Something about the light in the 1970s. It's as if everyday were July in late afternoon. A lighter touch, a golden caress. Cool ivy shade and midsummer warmth, hand in hand.

Still westcoasting. Still dreaming of a place to be, and someone's soft footsteps in the hall. Windchiming light of a perfect love affair.

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