Anna's Hummingbirds
courtesy of: http://www.dereila.ca/na_nature/Anna1.jpg
what dreams are made of
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. -Anais Nin
Sunday, April 17, 2005
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