Oh boy, are you in trouble!
Give Sandy my best. She looks pretty good to me.
Mark
At 07:03 PM 3/8/2006, you wrote:
>Eee gads, this was meant to be personal to Mark! Daffy to the end of day.
>Blushes on my plate!
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>Snapless in Gaza!
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>Stephen V
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> > This is lovely, Mark.
> > At night in the dark I sometimes wake up and tell Sandy she is beautiful. I
> > love her giggle in response.
> > At day she remains pretty, but, oh, looking at the photographs
> from over the
> > years, the changes!
> >
> > But this is a wonderful piece.
> >
> > S
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> >> I'm thinking of Rembrandt painting himself to right the disparity
> >> between the young man and the old body he'd become--what the rest saw
> >> that was invisible to him except on the canvas, which he hung, I
> >> would guess, as a reminder. It doesn't pay to stray too far, leads to
> >> all manner of bad decisions. But it didn't work: the brush at rest
> >> again he remained the age he'd painted, so he did it again. And
> >> again. Tallying up the account.
> >>
> >> At the end of his life he painted his son's bride, with perhaps more
> >> depth than she knew she possessed, and a heartbreaking beauty. An old
> >> man's wisdom and an old man's longing. And the young women parade
> >> past still like presents wrapped in gaudy ribbons that one's
> >> forbidden to disturb.
> >>
> >> The son he had loved and the bride he had loved died a year after
> >> him. Spared at least that sorrow.
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