Monday, October 09, 2006
Water has no taste, no color, no odor; it cannot be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself. It fills us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of the senses.
ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPERY (1900-1944), Wind, Sand, and Stars, 1939
Photo by yours truly.
By the way, the other night I went out and watched "The devil wears prada" it's a good fun movie. It's been out for ages I know I know.