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28.6.11

Storm...


A passing storm..


Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the storm of thought that is forever flowing through one's head.”
Mark Twain

Art-James Tissot.
On the playlist..and on the Hilltop..A Summer Storm...

2 comments:

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Oh how true dearest Dutchess...sometimes, there is a quiet lull, but most of the time, storms pass that awaken us to put pen to paper, or rather, fingers to keyboard! Pen to paper rather, to draw and make the images that float around in our heads come to life on the canvas...which YOU do so well. What a lovely storm of thought for the day sweet friend and ZUSTER!!!! BISES, Nita

Mapi said...

Hier nog geen storm.
En ja in mijn hoofd is het zelden windstil ;-).
Nu is het wachten op wat komen gaat.
De zon laat zich nog steeds zien !
Happy day dear Dutchess.
Liefs
Mapi