Once I lived in dark suspension, imagination running wild, a dark and forbidden forest forgotten, and built a web of tales to hide within, never looking always dreaming, but now I find that all the webs have flown wide to vanish, sisters spinning soon forgotten and all I have left are these words



Sunday, October 10, 2010

A gift of beautiful flowers.


I couldn't help but post a picture of these flowers. My husband was awarded these after a recital in which he performed on October 10th, 2010. They smell devine and are very pretty. I wish that they could talk. I'd imagine I would feel very much like Alice then....