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.



8/3/12

spent the whole month with parents
couple of years i`ve been feeling that
i`m getting older and they are getting 
younger so we go towards each other,

































20 comments:

  1. calm and warm
    the way you look at your family
    makes me feel like, too

    say, i'm happy to be here
    that i'm always one of the first readers of your post
    maybe..by the time difference (?)

    yukino

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    1. and when i was writing you
      a letter deep at night, always.
      i though that you would read it
      early in the morning.

      and it`s time, too

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    1. claudia,

      did i tell you
      how beautiful you look
      among these horsetails?
      transparent green, mystical,

      and watermelon
      rug - so pretty,

      thank you
      )

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  3. These photographs are beautiful and portraits them, mother and father, in a way that I wish they were mine as well. I am the oldest in our family, and I'm only 43, that's sometimes a strange feeling. Very slowly, I move towards my children.
    Lilli

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    1. thank you and i really hope to
      feel it. someday, with my own
      children.

      about your hand, dear lili,
      i always think about goose - grass
      it`s leaves have made wonders to
      my wounds, few leaves, wrapped with
      cotton thread, it might help.

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    2. Thank you, Olga. I will see if I can find the grass; 'Klengjemaure' it's called here. Yes, I will try!
      Lilli

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    3. and let me know then, lilli,
      )

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  4. your post makes me smile
    ;^))

    beautiful loving portraits
    and loving words

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    1. patrice,
      thank you - and

      your blanket reminded
      me of old grey shade
      wooden walls. simply beautiful

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  5. That's how i feel about my parents too!

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    1. sylvie,
      i am happy
      you feel the same way,

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  6. How beAutiful these portraits are...As if we were
    right behind them,
    part of the story,
    waiting for the next word to come
    hearing them breathing,
    and watching the view with them...

    I can't wait for us to visit a little part(St Petersburg) of your beautiful courntry.

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    1. nora,
      thank you
      and yes, i caught myself
      taking pictures standing
      still as if it was a movie
      many times

      and i hope this trip
      will be joyfull, i`m
      going to be in the town
      for few days i wonder
      when are you arriving?

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  7. What a beautiful thought Olga. Sometimes I feel like that with my parents too. I'm so glad you get to spend so much time with them. Every moment is so precious.

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  8. this is one fine equation
    and i hope you all savoured that precious time of sharing, loving & just being, together

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    1. oh, so good to have you
      back here, dear valerie.

      and thank you, we did
      savoured and spent quiet
      moments beside nature,

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  9. Strange that you're saying it, I've noticed this happening with my parents, too, these past couple of years. As if they had to relive the early years, be stubborn again, passionate about silly things, and less reasonable and worried (which I turn out to be too often now, it seems). Inverted world!

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    1. inverted world it is, mina,
      )

      and i`m fascinated how much
      threads and crossing are
      around us. happy to have
      these same thoughts

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for taking time
and leaving a word,
i will reply right here.

warmly,
olga.




olga