"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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Resting Up
Our hotel room in Philip Street, nice and convenient to the hospital. I'm taking a little breather from work which travels with me in that computer and the telephone that connects me to the world.
Tumbleweed It was August (known to be a windy month of the year) and it was blowing a gale. Tumbleweeds hurtled across our path, pressed forward by the busy wind. While I was photographing the tumbleweed, I braved the icy blast to find a few more tiny flowers and fruits by the roadside.
RELAX that's the word!!
ReplyDeleteWhy is it important to be close to the hospital? Is there something I missed?
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