The seven minute walk from the bus stop, to my building… lends unexpected beauty.
“The moon, like a flower In heaven’s high bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night.” ~Wm Blake
The seven minute walk from the bus stop, to my building… lends unexpected beauty.
“The moon, like a flower In heaven’s high bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night.” ~Wm Blake
Erin's Bus Dailies 