Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Sarton's Window

Every day lately I have woken to pure skies and a wide sunrise, cloudless bands of deep orange at the horizon, and every day I have been surprised by the moment when the sun turns my bureau deep rose and lights up a bowl of paper white narcissus. I see them twice, the second time reflected in the mirror; it's a moment of pure magic.
from The House By The Sea - A Journal

I've been going through my books today and yesterday, taking old ones off shelves and flipping through pages, finding lost bookmarkers and unfinished readings. And then I find a gift like these small moments captured by May Sarton.

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