Monday, 02 June 2008
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take a walk through fields and marshes with a friend. we'll have burrs caught on our shorts and tickling at our calves, flappy hats flopping in the wind. we'll talk from one heart to another, with the chorus of cicadas and the choir of frogs as our soundtrack. nestled in the golden wattle against a blue blue sky, somewhere between the ripples of water as a duck dips its head in the marsh, i'll hear the whispering of God to my soul.
photo: a weekend escape to bunbury with LW
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