In the silence of the snowfall, a single streetlamp casts a pool of light which
seems to freeze the flakes in mid-fall;a young child swirls and turns in the
spotlight like a clumsy ballerina in slow motion, arms outstretched, trying to
catch a tumbling snowflake on the tip of her tongue.
Above the rippling, lapping ocean waves, a sea bird gently glides in ever increasing circles upwards, ever upwards, riding the thermal that will take her home ...
Sunlight sparkling off the crystal fountains, the faint whiff of jazz in the air, the bounce in your footsteps, the tang of Spring. It's that softness in her eyes that sets your heart soaring ...
