When we were in Cuba, I was so glad that I had brought my blue housecoat with me. It was my second skin and I could put it on in the privacy of our hotel room and feel instantly hugged - touched all over by a feeling of security and home even while I was in a completely different world.
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Blue Housecoat
When we were in Cuba, I was so glad that I had brought my blue housecoat with me. It was my second skin and I could put it on in the privacy of our hotel room and feel instantly hugged - touched all over by a feeling of security and home even while I was in a completely different world.
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I love this. Actually I kinda covet it heh.
I really enjoy your blog, thought maybe it was time I poked my head out of lurkdom & said so :)
I'm so pleased I've found this post while doing some back reading on your blog, as I really wanted a close up of it when I saw your more recent post. Wonderful painting of the housecoat - and what a wonderful comformting image to treasure for you.
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