The day after I complain about the weather, it snows. In Kelowna. In April.
God has a very dry sense of humour.
19.4.08. Cropped to 3X5.
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- rhys
- I serve a loving God. I am in the midst of an unusually creative period of my life. I come armed; not with the weapons of war, but with a yearning for beauty and the instrument meant to capture it.
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