Saturday, June 06, 2009

Treasure chest, picking roses and king of herbs.

1. My mother and I pull her wedding dress out from the bottom of the camphor wood chest.

2. I stand in the garden after the rain and my father hands me roses to take home.

3. The smell of basil fills the car.

3 comments:

  1. 2- nothing lovelier than this sight

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  2. I met my mother's wedding dress recently. They had found it in a black plastic sack in their loft. It had such slender sleeves I couldn't get my arm inside. It was on it's way to the bin, so I cut off a sleeve to keep.

    I love the way your 3BT give us a prompt / reason / excuse to share our own moments. Thanks for that.

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