Between the covers of the books that no one had ever read again, in the old parchments damaged by dampness, a livid flower had prospered, and in the air that had been the purest and brightest in the house an unbearable smell of rotten memories floated.-Gabriel Garcia Marquez in A Hundred Years of Solitude.
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I wondered when you'd post a new one! I like the quote..
lovely! i'm so sorry i keep my promise. i will look now!
pretty
I hope you have a very nice weekend! Hi from Micheles but you know I am a regular!
heaps nice! thanks for stopping by! im returning the favour!
Yeah that was me in that picture, if you looked down a bit further then you would be able to say if im still cute or not since i had my most recent picture down just a few posts later... infact... most posts on that page were pictures!
but thanks for stopping by... a very nice comment you made indeed!
Interesting quote. I think we're reading that book next year for book club. I'm a bit intimidated by it, although my son read it in high school. The photo is lovely too.
Michele sent me. Have a great day!
oh, cien años de soledad! :)
besos *muac*
very lovely!
Michele sent me today.
Que belleza!
I love the lighting. And wouldn't you know it - I have that book on order in the original Spanish from my local independent bookstore.
Michele sent me, but I would've come by eventually anyways...
Hi. Michele sent me.
As always, beautiful words and a beautiful picture!
Yo Tambien, I am participating in the Summer of Compliments and I just wanted to say how intriguing your blog is. It's very sexy and very artful.
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