I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
The spirit of a person's life is ever shedding some power, just as a flower is steadily bestowing fragrance upon the air. Michele Rousseau
2 comments:
our greatest joy and greatest strength comes from others, even if it is only a reflection of ourselves.
I sat here and thought about it and decided that you're mostly right. Sometimes I get it from Nature too but that's rare in these European days.
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