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Awesome day-trip to Trouville-sur-Mer with Patrick and Michel
Please see also the beautiful version of Michel:

Also kindly featured by I dreamed I lived in towers high above  
I dreamed I lived in towers high above
The ground, where out my window clouds went by,
And rain and fog, and crow and hawk and dove.
With so much sky, you think that you can fly!
There you had yours and I had mine—a room
To call our own.  And every day our job
Was just to dream and think and look and zoom
Around a private castle, sometimes lob
A paper plane to send a message out
To friends in other turrets who would turn
And wave and smile.  And then we'd always shout
To see, through every weather, planes return.
The only bad part came when I looked down.
It's hard to live and walk on solid ground.
Image by:  :iconeintoern:
Words by:  :iconcolornote:
with a beautiful poem:

I dreamed I lived in towers high above
I dreamed I lived in towers high above
The ground, where out my window clouds went by,
And rain and fog, and crow and hawk and dove.
With so much sky, you think that you can fly!

There you had yours and I had mine—a room
To call our own. And every day our job
Was just to dream and think and look and zoom
Around a private castle, sometimes lob

A paper plane to send a message out
To friends in other turrets who would turn
And wave and smile. And then we'd always shout
To see, through every weather, planes return.

The only bad part came when I looked down.
It's hard to live and walk on solid ground.