Saturday, August 12, 2006
A magical surprise, sprung on an unsuspecting dear friend.. No, not a horse cart, nor a piggyback, but a boat ride across a calm harbour coupled with cool night air, with the loveliest view of technicolour flowers and gold dust in the sky above.
Dear friend, hope the premier front-row spectator seats cheered you up considerably! Remember our promise! :)
There is something magical about fireworks.
Something in their three-dimensional appearance, something in their explosive soundscape, something in the vibrancy of their tones and colours, something in their choreographical display, that conveys such grandeur and majesty. Fireworks are truly awe-inspiring, and I fall in love with the aerial light show all over again.. :)
Dear friend, hope the premier front-row spectator seats cheered you up considerably! Remember our promise! :)
There is something magical about fireworks.
Something in their three-dimensional appearance, something in their explosive soundscape, something in the vibrancy of their tones and colours, something in their choreographical display, that conveys such grandeur and majesty. Fireworks are truly awe-inspiring, and I fall in love with the aerial light show all over again.. :)
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