late night adventures leave me over tired but smiling.
it was the most eerie night in new brighton. thick thick mist, and so very still. i've never before walked down the pier without getting windswept! standing at the end, staring out at a wall of solid air was very disconcerting. such a fitting end to a beautiful day.
and haiku for greg:
summer happiness!
the sun is setting pinkly
in woolston tonight
x
3 comments:
Pinkly?
..jus' sayin'...
it's a word, dude.
Suuuuure it is.. if you say so *pats*
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