And the sun finally came in. Through the trees, through the wood, through the windows, right onto me. Strong and bright it stood, standing.


As the sun kept on through the mid day, walking through the meadows seemed like a breeze. Turning to the West, searching for the horizon.


The dunes arose from the edge of world, puckering to the sea. Kindly, the Pacific Ocean greets it’s guests with the freshest winds. It knows the seasons are changing. The birds are singing now, the trees humming. Avec printemps.

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Song of the day: All My Friends by LCD Soundsystem (2007)

 

 

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