Thursday, January 3, 2013

small stone jan '13 - Day 3

In the early hours of dawn, when the street lamps go off, the Eucalyptuses stretch out their drowsy branches across each other before snuggling even deeper under the blanket of mist.The retiring owls shiver and say, whooo, whooo! A pale star keeps on blinking.

1 comment:

Kirsten Cliff said...

This made me smile. :)
Thanks, Sanjuktaa!