I stood on the front porch talking with a neighbor, when I happened to look up and murmured under my breath, "Red at night, sailors delight". I heard this from my Grandpa. Now every time I see something like this, that little poem rises to mind. And although far from the sea, it really does still hold true.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Red at night
I stood on the front porch talking with a neighbor, when I happened to look up and murmured under my breath, "Red at night, sailors delight". I heard this from my Grandpa. Now every time I see something like this, that little poem rises to mind. And although far from the sea, it really does still hold true.
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One has to click to see the larger version of your image. Its breathtaking. WOW...Thomas
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