sometimes demands to be recognised
wallowed bathed submerged in
indulged
Felt
A friend of a friend described it as the "dark luxury"
Here are some luxuries so dark and rich and beautiful and bitter that I need to share them.
It may be self-indulgent, but thats partly the point.
5 comments:
Oh Letty :-(
Came here from Akelamalu. That second picture is magic
compelling post.
Oh Lettuce - Such poignant photos. I hope this Christmas hasn't been too overwhelming for you all. I'll always remember the first one after my Dad died (only 6 weeks before). Such a weird, limbo non-existing time, when no-one could bring themselves to say Happy Christmas, but if it slipped out the stunned silence which followed. Thinking of you.
Sue x
I loved the gloves on the trunk. Peeking into other people's closets is a real thrill for me.
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