These Fevered Days -- to take them to the Forest
Where Waters cool around the mosses crawl --
And shade is all that devastates the stillness
Seems it sometimes this would be all --
Emily Dickinson
Deer in the Forest, Franz Marc, 1913
*The blogs are going on hiatus for a few days so I can take some time to work, walk and think. I'll be back this weekend with something suitably smutty for the Gallery.
1 comment:
Too lovely for words.
Both the visual and the Dickinson...
Time for walkabout, sister?
Restore yourself.
I love you.
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