Saturday, July 3, 2010

i found a little box today, guarded by a bear and filled with memories and tobacco cards.

it makes you think. you can lock all your secrets and tears and memories away in a box and guard it with the fiercest creature you find, but as soon as it is opened they will all gush out and they concentrate over time. and the little explorer who looks in things she shouldn't will be shadowed with the grief which belongs to you for as long as she can't fight it off.


it is sunday night, and this one means slow cooked meals, apple and rhubarb crumble, Agatha Christie and the Doctor.








10 comments:

  1. oh gracey darling. I am in absolute love with this post... i don't have a little box like that, but i'm sure if I searched in the woods on a rainy day, I would find one. hugs and kisses to you lovie, i will reply to your gorgeous letter very soon. xxx

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  2. this post is very, very beautiful. i could do with a box, and a fearsome bear right now. enjoy the doctor :) xx

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  3. boxes and bottles. they hold the things we can't hold in our hearts & hands. this is a beautiful post, moonbeam
    <3

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  4. How beautiful is that teddy?! :D

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  5. I would pour all my secrets and histories into a glass jar and hide it in a beehive. Such a beautiful post, so full of mysteries and wonder. I hope all the grief never comes tumbling out from your secret box, my deer. x

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  6. awh that is so sweet and nice.

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  7. oh isn't it wonderful to collect little boxes and fill them with treasures! Yours is lovely lovely. xxx

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  8. your sunday nights sound so comforting.
    x

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  9. Your words are drenched in such kindness and honey-coloured genuineness, it makes me happy to believe that lovely souls like you still wander out there.

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