I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
~ John Keats
|Monteverde, Costa Rica|
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
~ John Keats
|Monteverde, Costa Rica|