2009
12.16
12.16
I remembered today that I am a child of the winter. I had forgotten how beautiful snow was, and how little the cold chills me.
This day (last day) was wonderful.
/pao – 16 dec 09 – 07.33
art and creativity can never die
I remembered today that I am a child of the winter. I had forgotten how beautiful snow was, and how little the cold chills me.
This day (last day) was wonderful.
/pao – 16 dec 09 – 07.33
In the darkness of midwinter, the daughter of the snows dances through the woods. Always alone.
Pao, also, can dance.
Twirl among the icy feathers.