My Private Kitten Hole continued:|
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Ever impressed by spiral stairs. The half-forgotten, in my century-old college; the half-imagined, as in pictures of Paris opera houses; even the one visualized solely in the mind, as in Li Bei's poem. Long and winding, they are fantasized to be mysterious pathways which lead to the sky. Such is the spiral stairway in myths, fairy tales and literature.
|MOST photos and pictures at this site are the author's most valuable collections; SOME were produced with sweat and swollen eyes; and A FEW were borrowed from other sites. STILL you are WELCOME to copy or use any of them - but please spare some time to sign the Guestbook before leaving the site.||
Constructed on July 2, 1996. |
Last modified on Oct 7, 1998
All rights reserved ?1996, 98 Amy