Tuesday, March 3, 2009

As high as the topsail yard...

Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings. -- Victor Hugo... because the deck is still covered with snow.


Chuck said...

It's almost spring
the bird is on the wing.
How absurd-
the wing is on the bird!

karie said...

That little guy looks COLD.