"We both like tulips to be kept well up to their death in a vase, the water changed and the petals collected, all for the beauty of it. I do it still now, although with my eyes shut up, my observation of the process is more like stills by Eadweard Muybridge than running cine film. There are a treeful, a forestful, of these habits budding, grown, fallen, lying in a marriage. Plenty of them irk others yet make the thing that cannot be replaced. They are a language in themselves."
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Beautiful photos, Ruth. I do the same thing - for someone who experiences a lot through her eyes I suppose it is almost inevitable, as long as one's housemates aren't too irritated by the drawn out decay!
How are you finding the book?
The book is astonishing, Ea - thank you for your wonderful email - will respond soon!
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