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11 comments:
fur.
old flooring, my grandparent's papery walls, something taken away, something left behind, not a memory but memory's residue
The face of Dog. . . . Happy Hallowe'en!
Oh gosh, could it be something related to the 14-year-old banana but moister and hence furrier, and served up about15 years ago on a crazy-glazed plate?
Angella - yes! But the fur of what. . . ?!
dbs - memory's residue; love that.
Timothy - I saw Dog there, too. Of course, today is Halloween over there. There'll no doubt be children around this evening hoping for lollies. This is when I turn into Ms. Haversham; me, my spiders webs and no lollies-in-the-house. But I have mandarins and this furry item. Perhaps just showing them that will do the trick.
Hi Pen - how did you guess, my friend? There is definitely a relationship between this and the 14-year old banana. All will be revealed tomorrow ; )
Dog hair?
... cloud across the face of an arid planet, a dried-out lake pan, ochre earth ...
Fox or deer fur? The white portions look like smoke or steam, but I know my eyes are playing tricks.
Happy Halloween!
Xo
Ant, C - maaaybe, maaaybe not ; )
Helen - sounds like a an other-worldly place, a place worth visiting. . .
RachvB - different eyes, different tricks.
All of what we see is real. And all, illusory?
I love that we live in a world of infinite possibilities, don't you? Thanks, friends, for adding magic to this particular little mystery. L, C
Altamira's bison thundering?
Claire, my powers of imagination are too feeble to ever see you as Madam Haversham. Even on Halloween. ;-)
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