Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Summer Houses

In February I went to Cape Point with a few friends. my sanctuary. my Summer house. I walked the coastline from end to end, and explored the wrecks. I found a washed up whale, in which I lay - the bones had been bleached by the sun. We played musical charades and guitars and our childish selves delighted in the sun.
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