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.
Posted by Birdie at 3:50 AM