I woke up feeling overstuffed and dull. I lay on my phone, scrolling through photos by Anna Biret, after I learned she had passed away.
Looking at her images, thinking about how much she traveled to capture so much beauty. When suddenly something caught my eye.
Is raining, the sky is grey and heavy with clouds. Yet, there it was: a bright, solitary star, shining on its own. It was very big and bright. I was puzzled. I thought it was an aircraft but it wasn’t moving.
I stared at it with sleepy eyes. It shone like a star impossibly close. I looked for my glasses and couldn’t find them. Walked towards the window to get a closer look. Still there, shining brightly.
I thought of getting my binoculars, but remembered they were downstairs in the garage. I thought, at least I can go get my glasses and went to look for them.
When I returned, the shining object was gone.
It made me think of a children’s story about the magic that might happen after Christmas, once the holiday climax has passed and everyone is left feeling dull and overstuffed.
The Morning after…
Out of the blue, a bright star appeared in the sky, as if from nowhere. She thought it was strange. It was cloudy and raining ☔️ She looked for her glasses and couldn’t find them anywhere. Then the doorbell rang.
Who could it be, so early in the morning? Another Amazon package perhaps?
She looked through the peephole of the door. There was no one there. She opened the door and on the doorstep, she found a white envelope, unaddressed. She opened it. Inside was a folded sheet of white paper with nothing written on it, only a small, round leaf, green and yellow
to be continued...
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