Saturday, 14 February 2009

At the end of the day

There are some afternoons when I feel a little weary; there are some evenings when I am too tired to think of things to do; there are some evenings when I can barely wait for six o'clock because I know then it's bathtime and that's a presribed activity (no thinking involved).

On those days it can feel like groundhog day as we climb the stairs.

But then we do this...

video


(I do hope you had the sound off)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away