
Unless You Look
You might never see…
A journey into the cloud…
You might never see…
Do you?
Glen interrupted Arthur, “dragon’s nests.”
Keep the balance…tie sky and earth together in balance…
Keeping the balance
Uncle Glen, who also seemed to be keeping to the shadows.
Sandra thought, “Another story in the making
yellow stucco gleaming like a shining star, or, perhaps, Willow thought, like a dragon’s eyes
A little dragon dust is good for you…
Is the dance and song of fairies…
another afternoon of watercolor…
The Sacred: Maple, sycamore, aspen, willow, and birch
excerpt from last year: “Listen to the river— listen for dragons ever watchful— spanning to and fro in the portal from their world to this, every watchful of any seed sown that spawns another soulless spread of darkness.”
in words, photo, and art
We get a few here on their migration in April. Or some type of tern…
say goodbye to the “idea” of Inktober…
Trees are old