Like elders in old wives tales, they met in secret in the woods and told tales of what once was and of what is yet to be.
posted by gateway1 at 11:17 pm
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Like elders in old wives tales, they met in secret in the woods and told tales of what once was and of what is yet to be.
About Me
- Name: gateway1
Learning to view the world anew and share the things I see. Each day is a new step on old paths revisited. So guess that makes me just one more passenger on this planet of ours.
Previous Posts
- The secret of making a little black number work? A...
- Like a golden moth dressed with silk for the glory...
- Work done, now resting.
- As one fell, another stepped forward to fill their...
- In a castle built in the air, the damsel waiting w...
- The end result of an insect attack.
- Disguising itself with chocolate flakes turned out...
- Like a tumbling river over rocks, the fungi spread...
- The underworld police spies look on as they suspec...
- Lady's day at Ascot.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home