From ancient time to time to come,

The Faery Queen has watched the seasons pass. Each drop of rain, each bright sunrise, held inside a heart so big it holds a world... there is nothing too large and nothing too small to fit inside the heart that watches all.

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.