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Faces. Familiar Places.
Your eyes.
become Black skies.
Yercaud March 2008

Stormclouds in teacups. The River
finds its way to the sea
through your eyes.
Hampi July 2007
((I revisited Hampi last month.lots of stories
about snakes, pebbles, cards that speak and shadows coming up)