her curtains were drawn, but as she opened them to the morning sun the morning rays caught the crystals that hung in her window which put hundreds of rainbows throughout her room. check again tomorrow and it’s far down the page. very quickly, i had learnt to skip around the black marble markings. he loved all the same things that i loved. few changes are in the works for 2005. to that end we’re making preparations to move. but there’s nothing really happening here. some say birds were self-made by time and accidents, pretty amazing, but is that really true? 