E d i t h had to go back to the library this week which signaled the end of my wintery reading spell. Her autobiography was beautiful visiting for me. Even the end papers:)
I will never tire of the way she frames her perceptions with words.
"All this is locked away in me in a safe place; but i must go there alone to count my treasures for if i offer them to other eyes they might turn into a pinch of dust."
"No treasure house of Atreus was ever as rich as a well stored memory."
"The visible world is a daily miracle for those who have eyes and ears."
I am soon on to the developments of the Summer collection for my shop as i outgrow the details of my Spring collection. Each season brings new evolutions to mind.
New procurements of ponderments :)