Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Spring gaze

It's so funny how my husband changes his appearance from one face to another. In a span of one year, his look transform in four seasons. He has his winter look, spring gaze, summer face and fall expression.

This is what he looks like now. I call it "spring gaze."



I wonder what look are you going to wear tomorrow when I see you?

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