Tuesday, 4 November 2008

Vincent van Gogh View from Montmartre painting

Vincent van Gogh View from Montmartre paintingVincent van Gogh Tree trunks paintingVincent van Gogh Peach Tree in Bloom painting
which she kept in the freezer and brought out from time to time to show off to friends. Why so many? _Because_ -- no other possible answer -- _they were there_. "Look," she said, stretching out a hand without leaving the bed and picking up, from her bedside table, her newest acquisition, a simple Everest in weathered _To Ali Bibi. We were luck. Not to try again_. What Allie did not tell Gibreel was that the sherpa's prohibition had scared her, convincing her that if she ever set her foot again upon the goddess-mountain, she would surely die, because it is not permitted to mortals to look pine. "A gift from the sherpas of Namche Bazar." Gibreel took it, turned it in his hands. Pemba had offered it to her shyly when they said goodbye, insisting it was from all the sherpas as a group, although it was evident that he'd whittled it himself. It was a detailed model, complete with the ice fall and the Hillary Step that is the last great obstacle on the way to the top, and the route they had taken to the summit was scored deeply into the wood. When Gibreel turned it upside down he found a message, scratched into the base in painstaking English.

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