30 August 2010

Estate of transformation


The world was greener this weekend. Mouths, branches, opened wide, drew in, poured out thick, deep, chlorophyll hues: last gasp of summer. One of our girls got married in the mountains, and she gave us a gift of finding each other, together again, for the first time in half-a-decade or so. We stood in an airstrip and stared at the stars. We came home with a dragon kimono, some pink glass, and my heels are plastered with grass.

2 comments:

by land by air by sea said...

oh

such a treat

this

all of this

b

jezebel said...

b

welcome

and

thank

you

l