.Really...I know it sounds silly but its my way to stop time....In there....time has come to a halt...in there lies a world of memories that come back just by the way of scent..Its the scent of my youth..old books..tea..stories...fairy tales..In one deep breath I'm a little girl in a time machine.....in that cupboard I'm forever young...
Talking about magic...But its a secret..just between you and me...
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Zo herkenbaar!
Leuk, je nieuwe blog look.
Fijne sunshiny day!
Jacoba
PS De robot is zo'n probleem, ik kan het zo vaak echt niet lezen en dan gaat het mis.
Dit is wat ik bedoel:
http://demerle.blogspot.nl/2012/02/woordverificatie-uitzetten.html
Het werkt ontmoedigend om een commentaar achter te laten op iemand's blog.
Oh dearest......YES, I KNOW THE SCENT OF MY YOUTH TOO....I think you and I would have many of the same WAYS of entering that time machine....our youths would merge perhaps NOT in the experiences, but in the WAYS of reaching those experiences. If I smell a certain perfume, I think of my momma. If I go into a certain Mexican bakery here in St. Paul, I remember my daddy. We are so connected to our childhood, and that is why we must go back to Nowhere, where we are free to be the child that never grew up.
I am so happy you are home my dear. I am home today, drawing and making paper shoes. I am happy.
Thinking of you my dear Dutch zuster....Nita
Dearest one....go to Nowhere. There is a little surprise there, a bit WONKY and silly, but it is our "first" so forgive us!!! GO WHEN YOU CAN...Nita
How nice, cheers Marie
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