Glimpses into a life lived

I've been meaning to post this for sometime, but keep forgetting. A friend of mine, Barbara, has set up a blog that is just a really compelling read.

No pontificating, no whining, none of the cliches of blogging, just stories. Stories of her life.

She's going through the bits and pieces that she's collected over the years. Letters, bail reciepts, post cards, ticket stubs, etc. and telling the stories behind them. She doesn't give you the full story in any kind of long winded fashion, just little flashes of memories, like they are in your head. It makes for wonderful reading. So honest and plain. Nothing is dressed up, and if things are being held back, it's in such an honest way, that you don't want to know.

Ussually, in these type of situations, I find myself wishing that I knew the in between moments, the full story. With this blog though, I don't want to know a single scrap that isn't told. It's just such an amazing body of work. Probably the most artistic use of a weblog I've ever seen.

Just perfect in every sense.