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Through a weave of variegated ivy leaves, upon which light and shade played games with my imagination, the truncated tree presented a face of hollow cheeks and hollow eyes that questioned my beliefs. During long winter months, … Continue reading
Sun gold drips through green tipped fingers. Autumn whispers in falling leaves. Creaking boughs a carpet weave. Listen to the forest breathe. Sophia says go out and play, follow your imagination, whatever you can imagine is enough for the day.