tent of memories

with that awful lace out of the picture and a quarter turn (or more), it became a tent and memories came rushing back as though it was just last night i was sleeping in those sheets and blankets and towels (to cover the dreaded gaps) draped over the living room furniture . . . proving once again that sometimes it’s the taking away, the cutting out that gives us the most. especially when you win the argument with yourself and cut out the part you just never did like to begin with.


2 Responses to tent of memories

  1. Paula Hewitt says:

    Have a happy Christmas Jeanne!

  2. jude says:

    all warm wishes for a wonderful holiday!

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