This is the photoalbum over my Womanhood which sets you right into the 80's. Link To My Womanhood My Womanhood ~Village Mystery~ The woman in the pointed hood And cloak blue-gray like a pigeon's wing, Whose orchard climbs to the balsam-wood, Has done a cruel thing. To her back door-step came a ghost, A girl who had been ten years dead, She stood by the granite hitching-post And begged for a piece of bread. Now why should I, who walk alone, Who am ironical and proud, Turn, when a woman casts a stone At a beggar in a shroud? I saw the dead girl cringe and whine, And cower in the weeping air But, oh, she was no kin of mine, And so I did not care! ~by Elinor Wylie~ Webdesign © Vetteljus. Art © Nene Thomas. All photographs © Vetteljus and may not be used.