Beneath the soil is constant preparation for all that is to return. The intricate detail of nature – to nurture the ground in organic silence – magic forbidden to know. Yet, some flowers are here just for one season. Immensely penetrated with beauty beyond words – a short stay will suffice. Cherished are the petals […]Read Post ›
As though a cloud. TBH©
Hello Tree – spying on me. TBH©
The balance between writing and breaks with the sky makes sense to me – keeps me out of trouble. Your troubles are not mine – they’re not yours really, either. Life is our own interpretation and this is how it is for me right now – beautiful. I’ve got the world on my shoulders – […]Read Post ›
When heaven meets Earth with her colours. TBH©
Hello you perfectly formed little lump of fungus. How you and your friends make the earth abundant with a membrane of growth to nurture the soil.