by swamprose
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There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
Mon pays, c'est l'hiver.
my dog blog
my Flickr photos, where my plants and fungus live
Ghosts from the past. Sometimes a shock, sometimes a surprise, but always nice when then vist :)
I had not seen Ramon for years. Once, he was a young university student from Guatemala, fleeing for his life. He stopped by to say hello, life is good, and because my house is full of guitars, he picked one up and played me some of the songs of resistance I love. Those days are long gone for me, so it was wonderful to have music from the past, just for me.