Aug 7, 2002


I am quite enchanted by the moonlight garden. All I needed was a little imagination (and some tissue to clean the horrible fingerprint marks off my monitor, I must add), to enjoy this water garden. I could see the half moon about to peek into the water from behind a silver lined cloud, could smell the scent of the wild flower that had strayed down just beyond the edge, sense the damp air and the gentle shower from the trees above against my skin, hear the whisper of the slumberous wind and the film of water flowing through my fingers.

I will, from now on, think twice before saying, no screensaver howsoever cute will equal my window however dreary.

August 07, 2002