because some of my earliest and happiest memories were moments spent on the beach. like the beach house, i have witnessed storms pass, and i have stood by in awe of nature's wonder, especially when the sky is blue and the sea reflects the beauty of the heavens.
the color purple ( the beautiful jacaranda tree teeming with rich purple flowers. my brother fell in love with it when he visited australia in 2000 and almost named his then-unborn daughter"jacaranda". luckily, we managed to convince him otherwise. his beautiful daughter is instead named "sydney".Posted by keth at Tuesday, December 09, 2008
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if i were there, i'd be that jogger/person reading a book under the shade of the tree.
ma imagine gyud ka nako jops. very you gyud kaayo. bitaw noh, the joggers(rubber shoes/sneakers...that's what they call it here), the book, the park.
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