serenella
16 feb 17
DeRank ™: 7,60
Eagles- Bitter Creek
While preparing the paintings for an exhibition, I feel a sense of melancholy. It's for that worn-out guide with corners crumpled by the West's sun that sat alongside the oil paints - what was it doing there, I need to get organized! - and I recall the desert and the cacti, the hidden streams among the bushes, the dust with the colors of the rainbow, the abandoned mines... and I remember the Eagles with their guitars and voices singing 'you know there's no reason to cry at Bitter Creek.'
While preparing the paintings for an exhibition, I feel a sense of melancholy. It's for that worn-out guide with corners crumpled by the West's sun that sat alongside the oil paints - what was it doing there, I need to get organized! - and I recall the desert and the cacti, the hidden streams among the bushes, the dust with the colors of the rainbow, the abandoned mines... and I remember the Eagles with their guitars and voices singing 'you know there's no reason to cry at Bitter Creek.'
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