I am dreaming of faraway places, worlds full of green…
George Tindale Gardens
Melbourne 365: Day 344
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Melbourne 365: Day 326
We play out the same stories, and the same patterns, time and again. It’s only the scale that changes; a planet orbiting around a sun, a curl hovering on the edge of a stamen – same dance, different scale.
Melbourne 365: Day 325
It seemed a delicate balance, a purely accidental honouring of times past, and an appreciation of noticing before it all fades to grey.