May 10, 2004

These are the kinds of pebbles I had in the front yard of my childhood home. Hundreds of them filled up a stream that snaked around askew bonsai trees, stone lanterns and tufts of thick Japanese grass. I liked picking them up every once in a while, to feel how smooth they were in my hand.

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5 Responses to “”

  1. keili Says:

    nice…memories can be relaxing like a back massage. 

  2. MacThreads Says:

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  3. danaY Says:

    smooth, flat ones like these are good for skippin in a pond. think amelie.

  4. keili Says:

    that’s true d.  what a good movie.


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