I have the gift of sight
But the TRUTH changes color
depending on the light
and tomorrow can be clearer than yesterday

Memory is the selection of images
some loose it
others inprint it indelibly on the brain
each image is like a thread
each thread woven together to make a tapestry of intricate texture
and the tapestry tells a story
and the story is our past…

-Eve’s Bayou..

I LOVE this movie.

I also met a real life “Eve’s Bayou”