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May 31, 2003
hop skip jump
May 30, 2003
and we sat in the square, with our rosé and our secrets, and watched the clouds perform olympian feats: hurdling all obstacles and racing the sun.
Posted by lynn at 11:12 PM
tadpoles & minnows
i don't mind BIG boats. they're not my favourite mode of transportation*, but the mere thought of bobbing around in one of these little ones, with a world of water between me and solid ground, is one that makes me shiver and shake.
Posted by lynn at 10:58 PM
shining down like water
May 29, 2003
a bench, freshly painted, overlooking the locks on the amstel. an artistic soul, with purple paint and not a lot of talent. a spring rainstorm, leaving the dusk radiant and clear. three aspects. one image. a sigh of satisfaction.
Posted by lynn at 08:17 AM
and all that stuff
we all have our dreams*. mine soar behind a superstitious screen of privacy: shared, they won't come true. they may not anyway. but there, stretching heavenward, hidden from all awareness but my own, they distract and soothe and - often - inspire.
Posted by lynn at 11:40 AM
long ago and far away
May 27, 2003
well. and...
Posted by lynn at 12:00 AM
a question of priorities
she cursed silently. the lock wasn't cooperating.
Posted by lynn at 09:09 PM
vivid
May 26, 2003
we've had two whole days of sun.
Posted by lynn at 10:57 AM
les cadenas
philippe is back from holiday, which means that his site - la photo du jour - will once again be enrichened with his one (breathtaking) image a day. for a real treat, click on "d'une année à l'autre": the last four years, jour par jour, seen through the eyes of an artist.
Posted by lynn at 06:48 PM
black and blue
May 25, 2003
hi!
Posted by lynn at 12:08 AM
dna
May 24, 2003
my very special daughter, half a world away, maintains a delightful shared blog with the lovely indra. visiting, i happened upon a description of The Perfect Wedding. it made me smile. if i had it to do again ( i WON'T, but anyway..), i would melt in the same direction: spring, spaghetti straps, ice-blue, vintage car.....so mother, so daughter. COULD it be genes?
Posted by lynn at 09:26 PM
us is doin' just fine
May 23, 2003
she is on the dole..
Posted by stephen at 02:11 AM
blind not to see
May 22, 2003
Posted by lynn at 08:44 PM
points taken
May 21, 2003
suddenly, amidst the graceful gables and the gleaming woodwork, this caught my eye: sharp and inhospitable, but, opportunely, an image for this week's theme thursday.
Posted by lynn at 04:37 PM
matters of faith and folly
i've known her for a while: this beautiful and talented young woman with her fine husband and her inspirational frame of mind.
Posted by lynn at 09:00 PM
ladies and gentlemen
while visiting las palmas in rotterdam, i was struck by this beautiful reading table. 'put down your books', i ordered the people. and they kindly stepped away...
Posted by stephen at 08:12 PM
left imagining
May 20, 2003
did i blink, distractedly, and miss a whole season?
Posted by lynn at 12:43 AM
by any other name
May 18, 2003
my friend d., together with r. off on a much-deserved holiday, left me in charge of home and hearth and superior cat, and was worried that he would miss the "moment suprême" of his lovingly nurtured roses. as it turned out, he got back in time to be astounded by their total beauty, but, not knowing that in advance, i took picture upon picture of this carefully-cultivated scarlet abundance.
Posted by lynn at 03:42 PM
fallen for liquor
May 16, 2003
it was during my first after-school job in the local supermarket:
Posted by stephen at 07:41 PM
bulldozer required
don't block the way, EVER: you get the message, you comprehend. sometimes you are powerless to obey. contrariness prevails. you plough onwards. life is random. a warning, a fine, an averted eye, inestimable treasure: who knows what a stubborn gamble will bring??
Posted by lynn at 11:55 PM
ebony/ivory
May 12, 2003
the gift: the nuances.
Posted by lynn at 04:47 PM
the key to his heart
May 11, 2003
he stumbles into the streetcar, and sidles, muttering, into the seat closest to the exit. he cannot sit still.
Posted by lynn at 09:58 PM
mayday
May 05, 2003
the 10th of may: mayday.
Posted by lynn at 06:55 PM
red plus yellow equals
this is holiday time in holland.
Posted by lynn at 09:13 PM
west fourth, 1971
May 04, 2003
the earrings were exquisite: tiny handcrafted crosses, delicate, silver, shimmering. i caressed the rough edges.
Posted by lynn at 06:45 PM
while they wake up
May 02, 2003
i hardly sleep. the last time i took in more than 3 hours seems like ages ago. sleep is such a waste of time, i prefer spending it dreaming in my chair or reading books of french passion. i long for dark , parisian cul-de-sacs, neon signs luring me towards filthy bars and lonely men, looking not for the pleasure of the bottle, but that of anonymity: the kind that resists pronunciation, the kind where a stare, followed by a wink, a nod, or a slight shift of the eyebrows is enough to knit all my life’s questions into one.
Posted by stephen at 07:42 PM
pasta arrabbiata
"made your choice?" she sighed. her impatient "YET?" was clearly inferred.
Posted by lynn at 08:29 PM
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