Discovering relics of the past is a wonderful moment indeed, but so is being part of the present. A blend of both, here.
The kid grew up.
The cows were sold, the barn empty and barred.
The sun gets stubborn. The afternoon nap.
nautical miles - the world in triumphs, in passion; viewed from a million angles.
A lustrous past becomes cherishable if only the present is equally so - the rise and fall blends an awe and a sigh together....
ReplyDeletewow golmes! that is so true!
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