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posted by Bill | 10:49 AM
Very nice, Bill :)Going home (Kerala) the day after.....God knows what all songs will sing itself! :)wishes, devika
It's strange how visiting old haunts can bring back all sorts of memories - love it...
nice couple here Billjohn
a lovely reflection...
Enjoy it, Devika.Yes, Frank, you never know what will turn up.Thanks, John. A pleasure, BlueJayEye.
...and I love it! :) I wrote in my "comments" that I so enjoy the little gifts you leave on my blog. :) I enjoy our poetic conversations!
cool! ;-) It was a pain for my music-teacher at school: We had to sing two songs. Had to. I think my musical lines were not so brilliant ones. But I still remember that another song by heart!! Don't ask, I will never sing it aloud (public) again!
Thanks, Kristin. The pleasure is all mine.Tikkis, did we have the same music teacher?
Grand one, Bill. _mforgottonat the first sightadagio
"starts to sing it itself . . . " Interesting way of putting it . . . .
Thanks for the visit, Doug and Anon.
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Very nice, Bill :)
Going home (Kerala) the day after.....God knows what all songs will sing itself! :)
wishes,
devika
It's strange how visiting old haunts can bring back all sorts of memories - love it...
nice couple here Bill
john
a lovely reflection...
Enjoy it, Devika.
Yes, Frank, you never know what will turn up.
Thanks, John.
A pleasure, BlueJayEye.
...and I love it! :) I wrote in my "comments" that I so enjoy the little gifts you leave on my blog. :) I enjoy our poetic conversations!
cool! ;-)
It was a pain for my music-teacher at school: We had to sing two songs. Had to. I think my musical lines were not so brilliant ones.
But I still remember that another song by heart!!
Don't ask, I will never sing it aloud (public) again!
Thanks, Kristin. The pleasure is all mine.
Tikkis, did we have the same music teacher?
Grand one, Bill. _m
forgotton
at the first sight
adagio
"starts to sing it itself . . . " Interesting way of putting it . . . .
Thanks for the visit, Doug and Anon.
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