L'aura del Campo

By the door at Annabel's

This. This is what's become of you: wet dreams of stars and starfish.



By the door at Annabel's

Flicker of rainbows
crystal moving with cool breeze
a silence of rainbows
not a
clack-clack-clack
wood on wood
nor
chimes
metal ringing tubes
just
swirls of light
slight movement of air
(barely a breeze)
a silence, dead silence
a hush of rainbows
crystal without rain

© Kåre Enga 2010-09-24 [167.201]



Just watching motes of light from crystals hanging by the door at Annabel's.



Peg Wheeler's book about her family living in the woods trying to be self-sufficient. Gives insight into her son Richard (Annabel's husband) and his family. Memoirs have a power all their own.

Well, it was sunny... until it wasn't.

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