tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38904827.post496848552719456232..comments2013-12-05T17:36:47.353+13:00Comments on Most Tranquil: Of Leaves, the Sky and SkeletonsLydiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05217776444770442149noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38904827.post-36508146947666129222010-04-29T22:51:36.563+12:002010-04-29T22:51:36.563+12:00Isabella! I just looove your imagination. ...clou...Isabella! I just looove your imagination. ...clouds stabbed through with gold light! I can see that so vividly. At war with the sun. Wow, next time you have a flash of imagination like that, keep it coming!Lydiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05217776444770442149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38904827.post-65727275258029530182010-04-26T21:27:45.152+12:002010-04-26T21:27:45.152+12:00Those pictures are verily spooky. I like it. I mus...Those pictures are verily spooky. I like it. I must admit, I don't notice it much, as only a few trees shed there leaves here. The rest stay vibrantly green, as though seasons have no meaning, other than the amount of rain we receive from the skies. Or rather, clouds. Which are frequently pierced with gold light, as though they are at war with the sun and have just been stabbed through. <br /><br />Now I'm rambling on. I shall stop now. Otherwise I'll continue forever. =)Cinnameyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09975366375561490388noreply@blogger.com