He needs to spread his wings. Well played!
Makes a warm and very beautiful November .
II love this.
Oh gorgeous. Thank you Igor. I must play this to Morwenna.
Where there is nothing but peace and sparkling stars. Beautiful.
I’ll light my pipe and sit back and enjoy this condor moment……
the piano player plays and the notes begin to fly
Happy Birthday B as the sun introduces the frost to the grass
Oh lgor, my dear friend. Thank you, this is very lovely. Bee x
smooth as milk
This is epic.
I wonder if you are a fan of Tomita’s Debussy work? Because this reminded me of that a bit.
What’s the name of the day to us, who are immortal and infinite?
The more you search, the more you find. Or get lost, which is sometimes the best option. Life goes on and will go on, right?
All the best to you, Kirk!
~I’m moving - he moves - they moved~
Die to wake up to be a fool! …that’s what I am loving.
In the distance, the heavy step of the stone guest is heard. Everyone froze and wait…
and diverge somewhere out,
to get back,
to run again and again,
around and around
In move up all the time,
No turn around with,
I would say: no matter where you were, I always knew that you are, and will be ok. Your voice that hovers over us, was missed here for awhile. Glad to see and listen to you, Fairy!
He, in turn, just singing all his life before. And found that the life he had was not yet full… Time for the stairway to.
Thank you guys.
I believe after years experts will talk about this like: “You know, it reminds me of, uh … Trevor… Yes, it was Trevor!”
And they, who knows will smile with meaningful glances at each other - “Yes”, they will say, “WE KNEW”.
I like it.
Just in case or not,
I create the excitement of air that acts
On me, on them.
Thank you, Gary. This is a Saturday Special.
The second day with Gene’s music. The flight is OK, all the systems are working in normal mode, psychedelic.
What appear for a moment, then disparaître
As those delightful waltzes
What echoed out
Thank You, Trev