Dark morning, no sunrise in sight. I sat on cool stone tiles, wet from the remnants of the threatening storm, dotted with dampening pearls. Dragonfly poised so still on the edge of a frangipani leaf.
...and the Seahorse doesn't open until 8am, so why am I wide awake and hungry?
Early thoughts
Posted by mysunwolf on Monday, May 17, 2010
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