Friday, June 04, 2004
Déjà vu all over again.
We came across an old woven container filled with small objects in an box of filled with stuff of mine from long ago, as we were sorting through things for the move and clearing up for the party.

The youngest was taken by a button I held up for him to see.

What caught his attention?

Something from back when I was his age, a button that looked like this.

Plus ça change, plus c'est la meme chose.

: views from the Hill

Bertold Brecht:   
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.

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