Climbing up to see the whole world spread out below and the sky near enough to touch, oh joy.
Yes! It was summer at its finest. Thank you for commenting, Friko. So nice to see you.
This one stabs a little. Reminds me of taking leave of the family cabin for the final time after it had to be sold. Okay, now it stabs a lot. You write so evocatively about endings, transitions, memories....
Thank you so much, Nancy. I'm very grateful for your comment.
A very nice place to remember, and from which to remember.
Yes ... :)
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Climbing up to see the whole world spread out below and the sky near enough to touch, oh joy.
ReplyDeleteYes! It was summer at its finest. Thank you for commenting, Friko. So nice to see you.
DeleteThis one stabs a little. Reminds me of taking leave of the family cabin for the final time after it had to be sold. Okay, now it stabs a lot. You write so evocatively about endings, transitions, memories....
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Nancy. I'm very grateful for your comment.
DeleteA very nice place to remember, and from which to remember.
ReplyDeleteYes ... :)
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