Today my name is Astrid
A collection of wasted minutes
Sunday, March 22, 2009
On My Island
"On My Island
, nothing, absolutely nothing ever happens"...well, except this (the view from the boat almost docking on the island):
Those, my friends, are gigantic turbines (2 of 86): creepy. Those little white things below: houses.
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