past lighted windows

What with the silence, and the possibility of walking out, at any moment over long wonderfully coloured roads to cliffs with the sea beneath, and coming back past lighted windows to one’s tea and fire and book - and then one has thoughts and a conception of the world and moments like a dragon fly in air - with all this I am kept very lively in my head.

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Clive Bell dated 26 December 1909. 



  1. oh! this takes my breath away. (i love dragonflies & Virginia Woolf). so glorious!! thanks for sharing. xo

  2. Marion, thanks for being here!!! i am very happy that this has spoken to you, i have been pondering that i identify completely with her feeling here...

    but now you got me intrigued, i must investigate the dragon flies! :-)