Friday, February 9, 2018

9/Objects

Mirror, mirror . . . most of the mirrors in my house started out somewhere else. One wooden mirror was an antique shop find. Ditto a gilt one. The delicately ornate bronze mirror came from my Scottish step-family's apartment in the Bronx. The faintly nautical round mirror was from my childhood home in Queens; the full-length mirror from our newlywed apartment in Midtown Manhattan.

Note: I just discovered Word counts an ellipsis (at least the way I write it) as three words. I do not.

5 comments:

  1. Nice. Good reminder of Word's quirks too.

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  2. Second-hand mirrors are the best mirrors. You never know who might be lurking in them.

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  3. "most of the mirrors in my house started out somewhere else"—I love this observation.

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