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Monday, May 9, 2011

a safe place

my new bedroom is the color of cream when it rises to the top of a pail of fresh cow's milk. an almost butter sort of color, soft and gentle.

for some reason, i feel safe in this room, within these beautiful walls.

it must have been a color of my childhood- because with it comes the scent of new wood, and the sound of an accordion playing, and the memory of sunlight glinting on green leaves.

a safe and restful place, that i need...