2 thoughts on “Postcard: February 24, 2020

  1. I see the gnome, too. And I think both are seeking, the gnome and me. (The gnome–an accident of melting–reminds me of what I seek, perhaps.)

  2. I see a gnome climbing up the candle. Do you? Is that who is seeking? Or is it you, appreciating the wonder of a beeswax taper?

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