another moment in time

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.

another moment in time

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