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May. 6th, 2012 09:19 pm
real copper beech leaves held in place with silk organza and fusible web. Part of this is about change and memory, because , yanno, I was sitting next to my dad for the weekend, and letting Alice distract me when I wasn't doing that.
He's in a lot of pain, he's unstuck in time and it bugs him, he's looped on pain meds, and it almost helps, and he's in the middle of nowhere Maine when his wife has accomplished the move to be closer to us and to her daughter. It is a maximally inconvenient location for all concerned.
Eventually he'll be enough better that we can move him closer. Until then, we'll spell each other keeping him company.