*sound on*
dawn-lit insects dance upon
sunbeams as birds raise their
voices in song; like a dream
forgotten upon awakening, a
forlorn spirit aches for ancient
magicks, tantalisingly close: an
eager heart cries, ‘reach out’
The place where you can find out what Lillie thinks
Looking at life through blue eyes
: around the world :
Myriad memories frozen in time
Looking into why we do the things we do (and some crochet) each Monday
Enjoying Southern California coast
Capturing the beauty of God's creation through the lens of a camera
Amanda Tuke - writer: nature, people, places
