I am nestled back in bonny England, after blissful Norske springing adventures with a Pocahontas and a Pixie... all my pumpkin carriages are tingling to voyage there again. My heart is still nested there and my feet are hovering far above the meadow grass...
The 'Circus' exhibition at The Green Tree Gallery was star-spangled, and my poetry book is half pisked together. Now we are dowsing the barn in ocean~gleam for 'Coast'... I have been buried in books ever since touching English shores, voyaging into the wonder~woven worlds of Medieval, Renaissance, and Persian art, discovering magical tales of sirens and mermaids and nixies, and gathering seaspray to sketch the characters I will weave into finished paintings... seahorse are my new favourite creature.
Wednesday wonder~wishes and winks to you.
