Wednesday, October 27, 2010

I can't wait to get home.


Made special, just for you, Bill Chenevert.

I moved to France without being sure you'd be there.

No children, no husband, no kitchen table.

She wanted to draw a picture of




tiny ponies and golden phones and glitter storms and dresses too big to fit through doorways and bright walls and big windows and waves rolling and jeans rolling and hills rolling and people laughing and notes hanging in the air and sounds you can touch and laughs of a different color.