his gift to her was luminous and memorable: the realization that fineness - silk and sequins, delibes and debussy, champagne, the scent of distant blossoms, and more, and less - is hers for the conjuring, for she can see, and she can dream, and she can tell a tale.
This is my favourite style of post Lynn ... where the words transport as much as the image.
ReplyDeletehello. i got here from chromasia's 'tranquility' entry comments... where you defended david's choice of photo for the theme. very eloquently and well said. and coming here, i see lots of interesting commentary for your photos as well. great job!
ReplyDelete~ditto Julie's comment~
ReplyDeletewhat a treat for all five senses - this image is alive in my mind. again, you have put a smile on my face and I can't help but wonder what happens next. thank you Lynn.
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