The soul is a landscape.
The landscapes of the soul cannot be communicated.
The more deep we enter in the landscapes of the soul, quieter we are
She grabs police officer by pant leg to lead him to her brood trapped under grate Nicholas Read Vancouver Sun Ray Peterson, Special to the Sun / Mother duck shows police officer where her ducklings fell through a grate into a sewer underneath the Granville Street Bridge. Don't mention "bird brains" to Ray Petersen, because after what happened this week, he won't hear a word of it. Petersen, a community police officer for Granville Downtown South, was walking in the 1500-block Granville Street (directly under the Granville Bridge) Wednesday morning when a duck came up and grabbed him by the pant leg. Then it started waddling around him and quacking. "I thought it was a bit goofy, so I shoved it away," Petersen said in an interview. But the duck, a female (he thinks it was a mallard), wasn't about to give up that easily. Making sure she still had Petersen's eye, she waddled up the road about 20 metres and lay on a storm sewer grate. Petersen watched an...
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Loving cat.... maooo...
kisses and kisses to my dear!
Marghy
thanks for your visit in my blog, in this time I work very much more and I can be little time in the Web.Sorry if I answer so later..!
I think... my soul is a landscape with very much way... a small raimbow with dark and bright colors... a perception...emotion and sensation mixture...
Have a nice dream dear...
kisses...