An evening stroll on uni backyard proved to be more than an escape from the squeezing hostel walls..
somethings miss our sight being too small or even being too large..
Freshly cut grass.. some feather like flowers blown in to pieces still hold on to the grass that brought them up
show me the way...
This tank appears very alien at times.. I always get a good feeling being next to something big
Friday, 10 August 2007
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