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.



4/13/13


day without  a color

ginkgo in lines
on craft paper




















dear v, 
i think i fell in love with 
the brunost - thank you so much,
and you brought back one memory - 

standing on the squares of light falling 
on the floor from the window, i was five
or maybe eight. felt warm, sweet, eternal









сегодня снег тает не от солнца, а от дождя
теперь я хорошо запомнила снег и опять
немного скучаю по дождю, летнему ливню.

июльскому дождю




3 comments:

  1. Oh my, the glass brooch looks so delicate and wonderful. I hope spring is slowly arriving in your part of the world!

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  2. makes me excited to know that you
    liked the brunost dearest olga!
    i have eaten some today too : )

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  3. you collect a lot of beautiful objects. Very nice !

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