My Forest Gump Moment
Sitting here, feeling a bit bored and not a little glum, I look up at the Velux window we have in the ceiling. At that moment, a petal of blossom lands on it. I just managed to catch this snapshot of it before a gust of wind carried it away. I think it was telling me that I've read too much Wordsworth today.
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Yeah, and Wordsworth never had a Velux window.
It's lovely, though. Made me realise how beautiful and precious is each passing moment of life...
And here I was thinking you were going to comment on how dirty the window was. But that's the problem with Velux windows: they make you realise how precious is each visit of the window.
Weren't they meant to be daffodils?
Yes, only you'd have to have a bloody good arm to get a daffodil to land on our Velux windows, James.
I was just about to say whaat Ms Baroque has beaten me to. never mind ;)
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