Sunday, January 23, 2011

the last note

Going through a box of old papers from 10 years ago, my grandfather's last note to me. Scratchy handwriting, his brain was already riddled, though none of us knew it yet. Blessings, hopes and love from he who first was so steady for me.


  1. I love the beauty of this river of stones project -- the clarity is just stunning.

  2. thanks, lady. It is good practice for me, though I feel I need a new blog. Somehow, I missed your moving yours...

  3. Lovely. Warm. Short story of the two of you.