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i think, my favourite picture of you, sue, is the one, i took, on a whim it's of you, sitting, in your back garden. under the glorious magnolia tree it was in bloom and a carpet of cream blossoms were at your feet. a few scattered, on the table and extra seat. one had fallen, haphazardley, in your hair. you were sat, in a relaxed, but thoughtful pose. the lines upon your face relaxed, your body, slack and comfortable. one hand holding a cup of tea. the other, absently massaging, the strawberry blonde fur, of the big blob of the cat you loved so dear. next to you a pile of marking, weighted down, with a garden trowel and a scattering of pens. some herbs and fresh carrots on the tabletop. and in the corner of the frame, lazlo pointing to the sky. yes, this is my favourite. you, all dressed, in studio black and that lucious, steel grey hair. set against, the cream and green backdrop of the magnolia tree. i hope, you get to see, those magnificent blooms. one last time, my friend.
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Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 8:21 AM UTC
photographic memory
i think, my favourite picture of you, sue, is the one, i took, on a whim it's of you, sitting, in your back garden. under the glorious magnolia tree it was in bloom and a carpet of cream blossoms were at your feet. a few scattered, on the table and extra seat. one had fallen, haphazardley, in your hair. you were sat, in a relaxed, but thoughtful pose. the lines upon your face relaxed, your body, slack and comfortable. one hand holding a cup of tea. the other, absently massaging, the strawberry blonde fur, of the big blob of the cat you loved so dear. next to you a pile of marking, weighted down, with a garden trowel and a scattering of pens. some herbs and fresh carrots on the tabletop. and in the corner of the frame, lazlo pointing to the sky. yes, this is my favourite. you, all dressed, in studio black and that lucious, steel grey hair. set against, the cream and green backdrop of the magnolia tree. i hope, you get to see, those magnificent blooms. one last time, my friend.
i was asked to provide a photo for an exhibition to celebrate my friend/mentor Sue as the university she works pays tribute to her contribution to academic life (she has retired as she has terminal cancer)
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Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 8:21 AM UTC
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