As I grew more insane, she grew more a friend.
She was my best friend though I was not her best
friend. That will have to do. She helped artists, she helped save the
Tijuana Sloughs, and she was a writer who only believed in herself at the very
end.
This is the weakest image in the thirty I’m showing in this
series. I apologize. I do not have a good, clear image of my
friend Jo that I took. This will have to
do also. She was a formidable, soft
spoken woman, and many of us loved her.
Ah the reward of a good mystery. I progress with Cotton. Very interesting, but not a mystery.. c
ReplyDeleteI finished Big Little Lies, and easy and fun read in spite of the fact that it was about abuse! Glad you both are in good health for the longer days to come, although with that lovely area, you probably do not notice winter at all.
ReplyDeleteOh my, Mage. What a beautiful friend. I'm sorry you had to lose her. I wish everybody could have a friend like your Jo.
ReplyDeleteI would have to go back through your images, but I don't think this is weak at all. I was quite taken with it.
ReplyDeleteOkay. Just looked thru a bunch. My opinion hasn't changed.
ReplyDeleteLovely memories, dear one.
ReplyDeleteI have to agree with AC. It's a lovely capture of your dear friend and a lovely tribute, as well.
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