another moment in time
by jh on February 22, 2010
Sunlight streams through the trees, Yann Tiersen’s twinkly music plays in my ear, and morning traffic passes the front gates on the sidwalk, a frail young man hobbling by, an inquisitive dog.
Its like being in an neverending musical box with the dancing ballerina. There was one in the old house, I wonder where it’s gone now.
