Christmas

 

What God did not give.

 

Odette

“he felt that he now hated Odette, he would gladly have crushed those eyes which, a moment ago, he had loved so dearly.”  Marcel Proust, Swann’s Way
 

poste

 

Well, like any other time.

 

Yes, Norman, it's true. There's a lot to like about you.

 

Come back Lem.

“If one took them into intimate sleep and slept

deeply with the Things, ah, how light he 

would grow!”

Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus, #14