"all my instincts, they return and the grand facade, so soon will burn without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside" (in your eyes, peter gabriel) - that was the song that was playing somewhere along the danforth while i was taking this photograph of tropical cannas, the only one along the danforth.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
day 227 - a bunch of cannas
"all my instincts, they return and the grand facade, so soon will burn without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside" (in your eyes, peter gabriel) - that was the song that was playing somewhere along the danforth while i was taking this photograph of tropical cannas, the only one along the danforth.
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