Sunday 1 February 2009

Le soleil venir


I look at the the golden beams of light skip along the leaves like tiny fish in the warm turqoise of the shallows of a mediterranian cove. The heat caressing my neck like a thousand light kisses from from a golden sun. It could be any other morning lying in the soft breeze of a warm day the light wind brushing your cheeks to remind you of the coming summer.

Anyway heres a vid of a classic.

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