I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies.
Paul Simon
Monday, April 27, 2009
One night long ago
Spanish project. Matt. Trampoline. John. King Kone Ice Cream. Londonderry Fireworks. Me labeled as 'you'. One of the best nights ever.
Spanish project. Matt. Trampoline. John. King Kone Ice Cream. Londonderry Fireworks. Me labeled as 'you'. One of the best nights ever.
That must be Matt's lovely art work! Good times!
ReplyDeleteYes it is. Only, didn't you draw me a picture of the same night Kristi?
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