poems by Rachel Green
Hot?? It's rained here all day but has stopped now. Bit late! Lovely picture and amusing words too.
If the spire started melting, i wonder if the gargoyles would lick the drops off?
*chuckles* I wondered the same thing as Nat!
Thanks Gina!Nathalie - one legend is that the elves turned the spire to sugar and it melted before they turned it back.
It looks like everythings warped or peeling upward, which in turn means its hot, really really hot.
What a poetic way of looking at it, JR :)
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Hot?? It's rained here all day but has stopped now. Bit late! Lovely picture and amusing words too.
If the spire started melting, i wonder if the gargoyles would lick the drops off?
*chuckles* I wondered the same thing as Nat!
Thanks Gina!
Nathalie - one legend is that the elves turned the spire to sugar and it melted before they turned it back.
It looks like everythings warped or peeling upward, which in turn means its hot, really really hot.
What a poetic way of looking at it, JR :)
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