chove chuva

In a melancholy mood, I am always in need of song. This song, it is a little whisper in my ear. A wave, punctuated with love. It is not yet summer, but already, I am listening to Nara Leao. First sighting of strawberries at the Union Square Greenmarket. First ferry ride of the year. First night of damp skin on sheets. I couldn't tell you why I am taking photographs again or why I am spending my lunch breaks searching for words. The answer isn't what I am here for. A song, one of my all-time favorite songs.

1 comment:

  1. i'm pleased to see you posting again :)