Lachine’s beauty is in the lens of the beholder

Run, rabbit run. Бежи, заяс, бежи!

Снято из моего окна в 6:15 утра. Dig that hole, forget the sunAnd when at last the work is doneDon't sit down, it's time to dig another one For long you live and high you flyBut only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest waveYou race towards an early grave Негде тебе … Continue reading Run, rabbit run. Бежи, заяс, бежи!