Imagining...

As there is an accordion playing french music, I feel like walking the streets of Paris while it's raining...and stepping in puddles with new boots i bought earlier that day...i love boots!!!! and i love jumping in puddles...especially in the evening when the reflection of the lights in the waters sprinkle up and splash everywhere looking like pure gold pebbles flying through the mist...


ah...imagination

Beautiful.

What is beautiful? Is it a flawless cake? is it a famous model? is it a term used loosely for no apparent reason? what is true beauty? where does it come from?

it comes from the Lord!

"I keep the Lord before me always. Because He is close by my side, I will not be hurt" Psalms 16:8