On dirait bien que c'est Novembre. Rien de nouveau, tout est grisaille. Je rêve de froufrous doucereux; rêves cotonneux de jours aussi doux que des nuits.
Mais le jour passe vite et la nuit mes yeux restent ouverts. Novembre.
Love this picture too, which makes me think of "Into the wild" with the ballerinas who look like angels. And for my language, I am pleased to be understandable!
lovely photos, I love the ballerina one. I understand your comments just fine by the way.
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Love this picture too, which makes me think of "Into the wild" with the ballerinas who look like angels.
RépondreSupprimerAnd for my language, I am pleased to be understandable!
Don't worry about your english! I wish my french was as good as your english.
RépondreSupprimerLovely blog.