Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣ L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I LV COMMENTS! On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links: These pictures rotate. Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
Dinner conversation Caviar? Caveat? Mar-a-Lago's where it's at. Caveat? Caviar? Frankly, we don't care. © Kåre Enga [177.174] (4.avgust.2020) A couplet (13/11 aa/bb) Caveat: noun: 1. (law) a formal notice filed with a court or officer to suspend a proceeding until filer is given a hearing. 2. a warning against certain acts For:
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