we don’t remember days;
we remember moments
what are yours?
what will your new moments be?
I remember being somewhere like this! In France in 1994. In the summer, touring with a boyfriend on a motorbike. So many magic moments like watching a meteorite shower near Geneva! Thank you!
love it Rosemary.
this is soooo beautiful. it makes my spirit soar.
So glad you like it Joy. The comments on this blog were not working properly (Disqus weirdnesses) so I only now saw this.