Moths to a flame
The addictive intoxication of nostalgia, Leads many to the path of doom. Time and time again, they succumb, Flying into the Flame. Like moths, their insides burn, And their wings sing. They fall befuddled, Wondering where they went wrong.
This is just the perfect spot to laze in the late afternoon ;)I don't know how you will take it, but I have a suggestion for you, regarding your UGLY blog's signature (In Dodo's Head) on the images. Sometimes it mars the beautiful shots. That's too bad! The signature is too large and never blend with the picture. You can reduce the size and add some effects to make it look elegant. Please take this as an honest feedback. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your feedback!! I appreciate it. I will keep your suggestions in mind :)
ReplyDeleteNice photo collection @Bem
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