Aunt Mila was the one collecting the eggs every morning but the chore is now mine. We have an extra daily egg since she has flown off and Grandma uses them to bake a cake every other day. Grandpa
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I changed my profile photo yesterday.
It's a photograph taken in the Central Park, NYC.
Couples lie down on the grass, under the tree.
Sunshine shed on their smiling faces through leaves.
Indeed, I had had choices.
I am a big fan of Winnie the Pooh, as always.
On their way home, Piggy is asking Winnie, if they can be together forever
— "Even longer", Winnie replied.
This is too surreal to be even considered.
So I chose another:
Facing the sea, a couple sits on the bench and they kiss;
Underneath, there's a little dog looking curiously.
But it looks strange and oldish when I made it square.
Only this one, only it right fits.
And yet how I wish it's real:
in tree shadow, we are together, dreaming an eternal dream
that nothing shall be lost or could be lost.
"Did you change the picture because it's Valentine's Day?", one might ask.
— "Oh yeah... kind of." I answered.
It's a photograph taken in the Central Park, NYC.
Couples lie down on the grass, under the tree.
Sunshine shed on their smiling faces through leaves.
Indeed, I had had choices.
I am a big fan of Winnie the Pooh, as always.
On their way home, Piggy is asking Winnie, if they can be together forever
— "Even longer", Winnie replied.
This is too surreal to be even considered.
So I chose another:
Facing the sea, a couple sits on the bench and they kiss;
Underneath, there's a little dog looking curiously.
But it looks strange and oldish when I made it square.
Only this one, only it right fits.
And yet how I wish it's real:
in tree shadow, we are together, dreaming an eternal dream
that nothing shall be lost or could be lost.
"Did you change the picture because it's Valentine's Day?", one might ask.
— "Oh yeah... kind of." I answered.
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