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Dear Ms. Olivieri,
I am visiting your site for the first time, having come across from my brother's link to here from his "Ruminations of a Small Town Mountain Boy" blog. And charmed I am to have done so.
First, the image above startled me immediately as your site came in to focus on the screen. As I have stood in that self-same spot and snapped a probably similar, though likely less well balanced photo. I felt immediately a welcome familiarity and wondered if the photo, for you, is of home, or just a visit.
Then, upon reading the poem beneath the image, I was transported for a moment again to the mist wet walls and asian mountain vista's, hill tops hidden in rain bellied clouds, of the Great Wall near the Badalong Gate; the people jostling around me whispering or calling out in jarring Mandarin, Cantonese, and a myriad of other less dominant, yet present foreign-to-my-ear languages; moments of marvelously enticing scents from grill seared meats of several creatures woven onto sticks; and great piles, and strings, and tumblings of colors rich and subtle, shiny or intricately textured, fur, jewel, glitter, sheen, and tinklings of coin across arthritis twisted palms ~ assessing clever eyes above near toothless grins, incense weaving amongst the stalls at the gate.
Mar 1, 2009, 4:08:00 PM
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