The hero of my friend Emma Cane‘s current release, The Cowboy of Valentine Valley, is a leather worker. While reading about his work, I remembered that I had purchased a carved leather journal cover several years ago. And, unbelievably, I remembered exactly where it was.
Isn’t it lovely? I need to start keeping track of my recurrent dream about moving back into 1911 (the apartment of the turquoise refrigerator). . . I had the dream again this week. I could even smell the dust trapped in the avocado-and-cream open weave living room drapes.
Maybe I keep having the dream because it was a colorful apartment, which appeals to me. When one lives in such a dreary, gray landscape, color is crucial.
Now I need to reload my fountain pen with violet ink and start dream journaling.
Published on February 22, 2014 09:22