Amber citrine on midnight velvet smiling surprised me above the tree line as we left to see what the house (electric installation) looks like by night. Giving shapes and lines an implied trickery or deception, warmly but also cruelly comedic, elegant. The moon with two horns. Reasons to be happy and reasons to be very very sad, these past few days. Rediscovering the deep well dug down through the bedrock of the soul called grief.
