anzac day makes me angry.
Apr. 25th, 2005 02:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rhyllbut i'm remembering happy things.
yesterday my grandmother gave me a few metres of beautiful lace edging that her mother crocheted. it seems crazy that it could be a made-by-someone thing. it seems crazy that i have this thing made by my great-grandmother. it nearly made me cry, but in a not unpleasant way.
today the view from my window is so wonderful, in an understated kind of way. i want the day to be longer.
the wind smells like changing seasons.
yesterday my grandmother gave me a few metres of beautiful lace edging that her mother crocheted. it seems crazy that it could be a made-by-someone thing. it seems crazy that i have this thing made by my great-grandmother. it nearly made me cry, but in a not unpleasant way.
today the view from my window is so wonderful, in an understated kind of way. i want the day to be longer.
the wind smells like changing seasons.