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so much depends
upon
a wooden bench
painted red
perched on the
side
of a Swiss
mountain
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This bench appears in two of my books:
Bloomability and The Unfinished Angel
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Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
Love. Want my own red bench.
ReplyDeleteFound the photo this morning .Do you allow me to put the pic on my blog?..
ReplyDeleteI've been around there last autumn while driving to Germany . What an inspiring place !
Yes, feel free to use the photo! xx
DeleteOh, my. That bench's view is breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteEnlightening...my thoughts feel free to wander...such a view...xoxo
ReplyDeleteThe colors are making my heart beat fast!!! Perched on the side of a Swiss mountain is where I would like to be, sitting right on that red bench! Now, I must re-re-read those wonderful books!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful composition in this photo, lovely red benche and wonderful view. I saw you in Malyss's blog.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from Finland.
Well, it certainly looks a lot more comfortable than a red wheelbarrow.
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