Bonne nuit doux rêves,
N2
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Clouds4 months ago
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Reading abroad4 years ago
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Feeding Strays -- Stefanie Freele
A candy box of a book filled with 50 rich, dark stories, each with a fillip of Freele. Order your copy today by clicking on the cover image!
A Moveable Feast
Hemingway's memoirs of Paris and Europe in the 1920's are getting me in the mood for Paris Poetry Workshop with Cecilia Woloch in two weeks.
4 comments:
gads... I am sorta scared of the dark! I would have stayed in the comfort of the cozy little house! I guess, being Californian to the core, I am wondereing where the people of the village are hiding? Great, mysterious photos, N2.
xoxo
Hi LC -- Missing you! The Village Peeps are at home in their beds with their shutters closed at 11:30 on a Thursday evening, like small town people all over the world, except Spain, that is, where my spiritual tribe lives =o). There were a couple of people out and about -- one guy walking his dog and one man who walked in my direction as I was taking that last picture in front of the cafe, who looked at me quizzically, wondering "Why is she taking a picture of that old tree and at this time of night??" x0x0 N2
oh, I'm so glad you went back for your camera. I love the photos and shadows and the tree, wonderful.
B - You are the Thorough One! Thanks for your reading and compliments. x0 N2
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