Cherry Stienway

 Earlier, in the trio section of the first violence path which parted has been fingerings’ for slide. We can imagine that these denote a picturesque effect, an imitation, humorous and maybe satirical, of a particular style of playing This seems certainly to be the case with the fingers in the file of handheld bag, where the upward slides, in the context of the movement evoke the style associated with Gypsy violinists, although whether this precedes of imitates the use of portmanteau in that style must remain uncertain. “Don’t you know me?” In the court she stills tied her laces on the white tennis shoes “I’m Jane” rapidly she said and facetiously to put forth a valley ball arose the net, fortunately, it was descended right on the back as definitely as well; the ball appeared to be more and more vigilantes when she asked for the challenged after the ambiguous argument with the judge. And yet closer in between the lines,

Cherry Steinway

" I wasn’t so sure who she had been talking with but of course my subconscious keeps telling me that something is going on in the particular tennis court right there, I have seen the two parallel lines and the virgules, and again she said she had not what I have thought she was “I’m Jane of Aragon, your daughter” so replied to me “Lady Lazarus”.. That was a romance periodic drama and paranoid as I have become silent. One, two, three…it’s happen once before and I have no relied upon, so, when I realized it was humility, on her feeling of humbleness from her who made me somehow, felt that shedding. And she said “Oh! Forget it, daddy”. “I don’t have so much time, myself”. And she prepared for another serve right after the one that flipped over the net. It would have been an ace in technical term if not that she had stepped on and spin-off, the service line. An evening of that event as over, may I asked: “Quit?”. Perhaps it was more like a time of demanding or pressing when father meets daughter it is insistent potential “Not yet” with force of fiction on her foot works she swung a backhand toward the ball fire on the weather report of that day are partly cloudy and seventy-five percents chance of depression and we have it a day of our life, right after the clear sky could not be insisted the dark clouds any longer while the ball smashed the far side of the line flawlessly but still good she uttered some initially the last word but I didn’t hear it because the rain begin shredding its sixty degrees;.... Thong Dang There's that blog I also have it done in the year 2019....DeJa Vu.. sixty degrees storm. “Decibel” the word itself means a unit for measuring a volume of a sound time noise density ratio, it would have an equivalent of zero if we had been in the zeroing zone. The beat of both worlds; an invitation to the presentation of Jacuzzi whirlpool, an intimate domain as much to refresh her spirit after a long day in the field chased and round up a goose; it’s hard to realize that she was just a doggone day sub-zero zone.