Tea is the magic key to the vault where my brain is kept. -Frances Hardinge
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Inside and out
3 comments:
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I can't tell what it is. I see sort of a reflection in glass or maybe shadows on a wall. The yellow looks like a ceiling. But now for something completely different. Call me when you can, I'd like to nail down travel plans for April. :) <3 M
3 comments:
I can't tell what it is. I see sort of a reflection in glass or maybe shadows on a wall. The yellow looks like a ceiling.
But now for something completely different. Call me when you can, I'd like to nail down travel plans for April. :)
<3 M
It's the shadow of a forsythia thrown by the moon on the side of the porch wall. And inside the roof of the porch.
Long exposure.
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