'wild strawberry place'
A place that is special, the most special place there is.
A place where life is... an epiphany.
Like that very quiet room in the Kunsthistorisches Museum where the Vermeers are. Or that marvelous bit where the flute plays that golden music at the beginning of L'apres-midi d'un faune. The nave of the King's College chapel at Evensong. The place in the Prater behind the hunting lodge where the first scillas come in spring. The garden act of Figaro. The Lippizzaners doing a capriole, in the winter, when there's no one there.
This place, now... any place that they were together would be such a place, be it a railway station, a rainy street...
-From Magic Flutes by Eva Ibbotson
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