my white room


i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.

e.d.



8/21/11

forest letters

these postcards i made
living with my parents in our lake house
pure days, kids watercolors with no sun-yellow at all
records from 80`s and starting reading again,











1 comment:

  1. Olga your drawings are so delicate and pretty. Linda x

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