Monday, 9 February 2009

Magic every where

Bit of this
2 trees hip to hip, branches out stretched, poised as if ready to take the white snowy dance floor, and step in to the waltz. 

Low barb wire fence. A clothes line of white sheep wool, caught blowing in the wind. A fairy wash day. The wool, is so delicate I imagine, they weave into it fairy wings.

Much chopping and mixing and stirring, listening to Radio 4. Discover I could have joined St Pixels , on line, yesterday, in place of a real church, a virtual one. I am amused ST Pixels!

Bit of that
Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal.

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