« Reply #1328 on: Apr 16, 2007, 03:06 PM »
Salut Cham, Mars....rassures toi Cham, ici il pleut tous les jours alors que le reste de la France est sous la chaleur...mais il y a quand même un avantage pour moi...mon jardin est irrigué au max, donc c'est un petite forêt amazonienne..


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As the moon lingers a moment over the bitterroots, before its descent into the invisible, my mind is filled with song. I find I am humming softly, not to the music, but something else, some place else, a place remembered; a field of grass where no one seemed to have been except a deer, and the memory is strengthened by the feeling of you, dancing in my awkward arms.............