MISCHA SAW HIM FIRST

this face in the tree.
She came early in the morning, to start fresh painting the walls of her future bedroom. There were other jobs to do, Piet Hein did those.
Mischa and I did the painting, a soft pink, a really good choice.
After lunch Piet Hein went to the beach and Mischa and I walked into the Ockenburgh park. The trees are amazingly green still.
The day so full of blue sky above us and the sun smiled all day.
When we had returned we drank tea and then finished the painting job.
Amazing how wonderful this can change a room, of course we had done this kind of thing before, but now we were utterly happy because this room had be stuffed with books on all walls and the metamrphose felt like a little miracle.
Needless to tell that we were really tired.
Our meal was simple but tasty and healthy too.
Now it is really high time to start commenting, Lovely music, with the Wesendonck Lieder in my ears.

My haiku:

The forest tree ghost
Appeared before our eyes
His words we did not hear

And the quote by Antonio Porchia in Voces (1968):

He/she who does not fill his/her world with phantoms remains alone.