I wanted to write a post using a quote from a favorite author of mine, Karen Blixen, and I searched and searched but I never found the quote. What I did find, re-find, was my admiration, my love for her writing. Such clarity, such a feeling for words describing the world around her.
Since I was a teen I have loved her writing and one of the most thrilling happenings of my then short life was seeing her walking with her secretary in Copenhagen.
Now I just have the memories and I can't even find the quote I was looking for.
Never mind. In my mind I still see her slowly walking, gently assisted by her secretary, wrapped in a fox collar and a cloche hat and turning eyes heavily outlined in kohl on some witless boy from the suburbs.
Me.
I will never forget, and she will always be my number one author. Always.
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Shortly after the movie based of one of the best known Blixen stories, her home "Rungstedlund" turned to a museum, thanks to her family, and the danish govement. Now the money has gone and the danish goverment won't help anymore.
I'm sorry to be a dane!
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