Lucy in her Bower, Dreaming

We can only assume that she is dreaming.  Perhaps she imagines that she dozes at the side of an abandoned well, on a warm summer day.  She dreams of being safe in a world of wildflowers and green leaves, with cicadas buzzing, far away and high up in the hackberry tree.

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David Haston, 1915-2011

I regret that I have lacked occasion to post in this blog for the past two months, and I apologize accordingly to the Growler’s subscribers and occasional visitors. During that time my attention was focused elsewhere, following the death of my father-in-law on the 9th of May.

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