Tuesday, April 19, 2011

slinking parsnip chortlewalk

I remember one time, I walked out of my friend's home and rising up into the misty, golden 6am sky were hundreds of hot air balloons. If I was a novel, this would be an important moment in my transition into adult human. These hot air balloons were found around 6am over the waters of Luzern, Switzerland. It was girlhood revisited.

I love bees so so so so so much.

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