"Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year." This line from Millay popped into my head as I read your essay, savoring the feeling that I was being stabbed to death by beauty. I try so hard to deny mortality and you make it impossible. Thank you.
Beautiful piece of writing. Poignant. I am in the orange grove, the long grass, feel the soft sunning joy of it and the expirare... everything comes to an end, but we have had it and it remains in the dust of us. Thank you for writing it.❤️
What a wonderful piece. It is very visual, which I appreciate, from the monthly flash of red to dusty paths above the ocean, to the blissful summer outside, always outside, doing nothing, beautifully nothing, but everything, with a simple life of famous painters and a soft love without ambition.
I saw a Morisot show in Houston a couple of years ago, had loved her painting for ages but had never seen anything but prints. Your essay makes Julie very alive for me.
"Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year." This line from Millay popped into my head as I read your essay, savoring the feeling that I was being stabbed to death by beauty. I try so hard to deny mortality and you make it impossible. Thank you.
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Beautiful piece of writing. Poignant. I am in the orange grove, the long grass, feel the soft sunning joy of it and the expirare... everything comes to an end, but we have had it and it remains in the dust of us. Thank you for writing it.❤️
"it remains in the dust of us" this is so beautiful. Thank you xo
Thank you - you inspired me ❤️
What a wonderful piece. It is very visual, which I appreciate, from the monthly flash of red to dusty paths above the ocean, to the blissful summer outside, always outside, doing nothing, beautifully nothing, but everything, with a simple life of famous painters and a soft love without ambition.
Thank you 💜
Wonderful 🩵 so many layers...
Thank you Laura xo
Gorgeous. As you said, impressionistic. In the form, the cadence, rhythm. You painted with words and the emotion lingers so beautifully in the end.
Thank you so much Michelinne xo
I saw a Morisot show in Houston a couple of years ago, had loved her painting for ages but had never seen anything but prints. Your essay makes Julie very alive for me.
Thank you. I loved researching them. I hope to write more about Morisot.
So enjoyed reading every word of this!
Thank you!
Utterly beautiful. And reading this made me cry a bit.
Thank you 💕
Reading this beautiful piece I could hear brush stokes upon a canvas. Wonderful!
Beautiful.
Wonderful piece, Summer.
Thank you!
Love this, what beautiful words on grief at the end. Just adored this deeply.
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A beautiful essay Summer. I could imagine myself there with Julie and the green bird in the cage, under all those oranges.
Absolutely heartbreakingly beautiful. 💕
Thank you!
This is absolutely beautiful, and rewards a second read. It made me cry.
Thank you. I was extremely moved after reading her collected letters. They really stayed with me for days.