“I like the word clandestine. It feels medieval. Sometimes I think of words as being alive. If clandestine were alive, it would be a pale little girl with hair the color of fall leaves and a dress as white as the moon. ”
from the novel, Tell the Wolves I’m Home by Carol Rifka Brunt
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love it! Now I must look up that book 🙂
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It’s on the sad side…but beautifully written.
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I’m not sure why – but I often like those kind….
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OMG – it sounds so wonderful – I’ve been looking for a book to get all wrapped up in, and this may be it! Just ordered 🙂
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You will like it, I’m sure. The story is endearing, but the way that it’s written is brilliant.
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Clandestine is a neat word! I wish words were alive; then wisdom wouldn’t need to go beyond them!
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true
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I always think secret with a touch of danger. There has to be a risk— something to gain and something to lose. Your photo says it well, Sylvia. –Curt
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that’s a perfect definition…thank you Curt.
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I really like this. And wonderful photo.
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Thank you. I took this standing on my balcony drinking a cup of morning coffee.
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Thanks for liking my blog! I like your pairings of words and images. Very nice!
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Thank you.
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