Long Island Sound from Connecticut one cold morning.
Can you read my mind?
Can you picture the things I'm thinking of?
Wondering why you are
All the wonderful things you are
Every time I see your face
It reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I've got is a photograph
And I realize you're not coming back anymore...
Light and Dark playfulness at Yale University
Back in the USA from a trip to the Yucatan Penninsula.