A little old lady (one of my gang of little old ladies I take the bus with every morning) told me this yesterday : "If I die, and go to heaven, and it is half as beautiful as Victoria, I will be happy. We are truly blessed, my dear."
I have not got this out of my head since she said it. I hear it when I look at the blossoms on the trees, the quality of light behind the ivy covered brick buildings, the sun on the water... It is so beautiful here it makes me feel drunk.Tue, March 28, 2006 - 10:52 PM —
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