This figure is more than a mere candle possessor, she has lightened times of glory and times of despair. From the moment I bunny-hopped over the trash can in front of the garage sale where I was persuaded to purchase her, to this day. She lightens the books I read, to the hordes of people crammed in my room, this private little sun goddess has kept a smile on my face and a light upon the empty for a sheer 50 cents and a boot of gracious persuasion. Here she sits on my roof candless after a warm night sleeping on my roof during Mill Valley's extended Indian summer.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Solar deity
This figure is more than a mere candle possessor, she has lightened times of glory and times of despair. From the moment I bunny-hopped over the trash can in front of the garage sale where I was persuaded to purchase her, to this day. She lightens the books I read, to the hordes of people crammed in my room, this private little sun goddess has kept a smile on my face and a light upon the empty for a sheer 50 cents and a boot of gracious persuasion. Here she sits on my roof candless after a warm night sleeping on my roof during Mill Valley's extended Indian summer.
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