Sunday Shots

Weekend will be passing again. I would like to borrow a few lines from Bolshoi’s “Sunday Morning” while running thru these photos.

“I remember when I was young, feeling sick on Sunday Morning…we’ll I don’t want to do it anymore”

“Standing in the line with a dirty mind, clean it up on Sunday Morning…well I don’t want to do it anymore…”

“One day a week, we turn The Cheek, one day a week…”

“Oh how we kneel down, oh we were so quiet, never any lie there, I don’t care, it’s not quite ‘there’…”