I see skies of blue and clouds of white.
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night.
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
– Louis Armstrong
MAY 22 : 142/365
Light. Texture. Imagination.
Light. Texture. Imagination.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white.
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night.
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
– Louis Armstrong
