Reading this book by Vasily Grossman,
check it out. RIght up there with WAR AND PEACE.
Weather seems to be the dialogue here.
More to come. The river divides the debate. Some get snow, some get rain, and some get nothing.
We wait and see.
We see and wait.
We think and dream.
We count our sheep.
We deliver the goods.
We sleep in twilight.
We like custard pie.
We eat.
We play.
We laugh.
We breathe.
We hope.
And the list goes on.

And the beat goes on
We nonny nonny na
We nonny nonny na-ah
Comment by Jane Gennaro — February 26, 2010 @ 10:33 am