Through a Darkened Pane (page 24)

compound complex

Thank you, Dear Sylvia.

We missed you on Friday. Since you're back with us, I take that as a good sign, though, as you say, you are in recovery ... at work?!?!?

Thanks for (1) your mentioning (2) my art. They mean a lot to me (both the art and its significance to me as well as your nice comments).

I don't know why, but when I wrote about Sally Anne and her Raggedy Dolls a few hours ago, I was thinking of you ... do I have some special knowledge of which I am consciously unaware?

You are busy; reply at your convenience.

Much love,

CoCo

snowbird

Hi, CoCo.

Yes, I'm at work. Thought I was going to have to leave, but am alright now.

My boss, God love him, is making quite the fuss over me.

I think you and I are both fey. My maternal grandmother and mother were.

Fey: b. Having visionary power; clairvoyant.

Whenever I read your work, I "read" you!

Do you understand?

Peace and much love.

Sylvia

This late afternoon would be a perfect time to remain indoors and curl up in front of the fireplace with a good read. Possessing many a good book but no obvious fireplace, I have to bolt. Cabin fever has gotten the better of me, so I'm going to put on a brave face and raincoat and dash headlong into the blustery and darkening remains of one hour's daylight.

I surge forward, my frame a near-horizontal incline against the punishing gale. Upon entering an abandoned property, I find shelter under the eaves of the house. They afford little more than minor relief from the rain but virtually none from the wildly circulating winds. I don't mind. I knew what lay ahead the moment I stepped out my own front door.

Once again my attention is fixed on a Miner's Point now enveloped in a wild and woolly atmospheric condition so different from that of the day before. Undulating foothills and their swaying sentinels roil in a sea of cascading and sprinting vapors. A barely discernible mountain pass bares her jagged shoulder, a distant roadway cradled within sloping walls of earth, stone and tree snakes dangerously skyward.

I've never before been this soaked to the bone and loved it so.

musky

Hello CoCo,

I like the use of black at the top of the picture.

Have a great evening

compound complex

Hey, Musky!

Thanks for noticing! It frames it in, bringing the sky to earth.

It's good "seeing" you again. A student made me a gift of special blend coffee: Dark French Italian Roast. That'll hit the nail on the head

and keep me buzzing through the night.

Take care, my friend!

CoCo

snowbird

Morning.

Because the painkiller I'm using is extremely efficacious, I was 15 minutes late getting to work this am - quite uncharacteristic, boss is very understanding.

I like the light in your painting which signifies to me that even though the darkness may come, it will never extinguish completely the light.

Can you tell I have the Prologue of the Johannine Gospel in mind?

Peace, my brother.

Sylvia

compound complex

Dear Syl:

Give me the efficacy of painkillers when dealing with the likes of my husband, Nathan. You can die from such a man!

The submissive wife.

Whoops! Wrong Thread.

Hope that you're on the mend soon, dear friend!

In the beginning was ...

There now, back on track!

Johannine Scriber

snowbird

In the beginning was ...

There now, back on track!

Johannine Scriber

ROFL despite my sore jaw!

You're a hot mess, CoCo.

Sylvia

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