to feast on awesome colors on a clear fall day,
Strolling, snapping memories and caroling along,
t'was a fine moment to belong.
Lots of input less output nowadays. Reading through a slew of things and soaking up much. Funny how sometimes the creative bug tends to lie low.Mainly it has been scribbles on paper and half hearted attempts on the stove.But one must always do.Too much talk kills it all.
Neways, some current light reads for fun.