...a line from Jenny Bornholdt's new book of poetry The Hill of Wool. Essentially a book of memories - how some live and grow in families, how some are triggered by chance encounters, or inspired by rediscovered songs - like Jenny's other books it is full of wonderful prose.
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Thursday, June 16, 2011
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Sounds wonderful. Thank you for another recommendation!
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ReplyDeleteI've just enjoyed catching up over here :) Have a lovely weekend xx
I like your image. I hope we'll see more.
ReplyDeletebeautiful words to go with a beautiful photograph...so talented my friend. xo t
ReplyDeleteit sounds really lovely! pretty picture, too!
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