NovDoodle Angie’s Bracelet
the sun overhead sparkling on the golden sun
A journey into the cloud…
the sun overhead sparkling on the golden sun
the lovely, lacy fronds of the Junegrass– color: twilight
Lacy fronds colored twilight
Was there hope for Olivia?
We of the universe, part and whole
Look for the light
Ignore what is not true to you
The first words
When you follow a dragonfly…
Maybe take a moment more…
the blue dust swirled and twirled
Pausing on the footbridge over Maple Creek, her blue dragon appeared ahead on the path…
Woodland pixies dancing as the flowers in the meadow
See, and listen…
Inspiration
I found him in our gathering at our Salon; he seemed to be counting the wall tiles and notating them on his d-pad.