Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
The opposite of to live is to ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Storm
Snow and rain, sleet and ice a blustery mixture of life. Struggles, dreams and memories, caught in every storm.
Layered rock is quite the norm, piece by piece a picture forms. Sun baked smiles in various styles, direct from you to me.
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