Under a weak winter sun,
on the edge of the cliff at rocky beach these two were perched...for some time I watched them and slowly to bigger one became aware of me and shot me a look of so much knowing that it had me up on my feet and wide awake... I backed away from their sunset, from their magic because I suddenly felt like my being there was not needed and not appreciated...no menace there just what is...and I can cop it sweet.
Monday, July 06, 2009
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hey - just followed you here from your comment on Anne's blog. These pictures are awesome - do you do them?
Hello Zanna, Thank you...yes I do draw them...when the nights get too long its like a meditation when I start...and I don't have to think about anything for a few hours. They're a bit rough around the edges but so am I...
These are not faeries who play with you, but imps so plain to see!
They tease you with their games of fun, you're strength will set you free!
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