Friday 24 May 2013

red stockings, to-and-fro






























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  1. i took these the other day, during a stroll with the little one. i just noticed these ground-level windows, and the delicate, almost translucent pattern of the curtains, and how beautifully the little one's reflection got intertwined with them. so i asked her to step back in front of the windows, little did i know there would be no stopping her, she kept running to-and-fro, very amused for some reason.

    and i took these with her small pink camera! (the "moral" of the fable: never go out without a camera, be it a pink camera! :-)

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  2. bonjour belle Roxana aaaaaaaaaaaah c'est magnifique. tu as bien capturé le magie de l'enfance pour la princesse et tout le monde la mère et tous les adultes. haha
    yes you have captured her through the veil of her imagination of daisies and dancing to and fro.
    nice to hear about the princess of the bridge.
    have a beautiful day. HUGS to you bothe.

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    1. i am so happy to read your exuberant comment, Madeleine, thank you so much! and i am very grateful for your love and attention for the little one :-)

      bises...

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  3. ET that was awesome art magic for you and the princess of dreams, the little one ♥♥.

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  4. love it and your little story and your girl running around with her pink camera :) x

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    1. it was a very beautiful moment, one of those simple joys which make a day living for :-)

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  5. ce frumoase sunt!le-am vazut de aseara,voiam sa le strang mai mult si mai indelung la piept,simtind ca,daca scriu atunci,nu as mai baleta acum printre ele,asa de usor.oh,sunt asa de frumoase,toate,mai ales a treia imi place,toate florile cele delicate asezate la picioarele ei sprintare,fara teama de culori,fara sa simta vreuna dintre asperitatile caldaramului,incolo si incoace,ca si cum cineva ar privi dansul nostru de dupa o perdea de flori;si m-am gandit atunci la sanzienele albe...

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  6. sanzienele albe, da, ce mi-ar fi placut sa o vad alergand printre ele, in rochite de vara, asa, sau in lanul cel de maci, vai ce Monet as fi facut atunci :-) din pacate ramane doar un vis, si atunci cu atat mai pretioase devin aceste margarete diafane, si cu atat mai stralucitor dansul ei printre ele :-)

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