crunching black basalt at
a 'chateau' of the tropics
drapes and wallpapers of birds from france
strangely in place, despite the mosquitoes

(and, unexpectedly, on the top floor
a photo of k's grandparents among
the fashionable youth of the day)



Amélie said...

Magical black, the stones and the shadows shining.

Demetris said...

A little melancholic and black...not ready to go back to black X!

paula said...

a great beginning of a book ... it made me dream!

j said...

A poem, a story...
your words and photos have the ability to transport.
xo, j