Friday, December 9, 2011
That is what we have, the light of day is short, the song Deep Purple is lodged in my head, A line.."When Deep Purple Falls Over Sleepy Garden Walls" It is a song of movement, you can feel it as you listen and imagine .
A few photos, a journal page. Not my house, just a beauty in the pines.
Go See Diane She is having a giveaway and you will love her work and there is a good chance you know her already.
having pink eye is not the same as looking at the world thru rose colored glasses.
It must be the inner child, but I have pink eye.