“All day you play with the fast breeze, but after it has gone its way,
could I blanket you while you rest?” asked the mist to the lake.
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Monday, October 12, 2009
The Gentle Lake
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- Long back I used to write about science on a blog! Now I write what comes to my mind when I click these images. Most often they are variations of what I have read. In a way, they reveal some bits of the real me - the good'ol romantic ;-)