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Location: Melbourne's shining streets, Victoria, Australia

This is a story. This is pure fiction. This is a test. ...but for you or for me? ~.~ On a sunshine filled day like today, I had all the time in the world for you. We lay on our backs in the grass, dancing silhouettes of the canopy above us, tiny little pockets of light escaping through, like sparkling diamonds another world away... In the light, in the noise of all that clarity, we never did communicate very well... ~.~

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Picnic at Hanging Rock

Sometimes a day takes you by surprise
an early start
a bit of a wait
a long drive
a cold awakening
a tiny dog
a lot of good food
funky socks
a plastic cave
a short trek
some stairs
some quiet
a lot of laughs
some rocks
the moon
and more rocks
and more rocks
climbing
a seat
a view
the sun
peace
getting lost
looking for little blue arrows
a koala
a walking run downhill
a skip
a kangaroo
a quiet drive back
chips and chocolate
an hour or so
to wind down
and wind up
for the drive back
xx

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