20 September, 2008 | Leave a Comment

I’m not sure what to say, really.

I’m trying to understand the past couple weeks.  A lot has changed.  I don’t have the language for it yet.

Anglofille turned three this week.  I’ve been living abroad for three years now. I decided to buy some flowers and put them on my windowsill.

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1. Greig Says:

   September 21st, 2008 at 10:00 pm

   I see God things in flowers, I kept some for years after my Mother died, and when they looked like dust, I’d to remember them, which I do.

   I’ve been taking photos with my mind, since I was four or five, first time I tried it, was the plastic 1960s coffee cups and saucers, the same colors as your flowers.

   I did that because, we had just moved away from east Belfast, it was as if, the world had stopped being black and white, I don’t think I can remember vivid color, until we moved

   Of course, it seemed as if we were leaving behind, the ancestors, when I go back, i have to try hard, to remember it, the way it was, in black and white.