Tuesday, March 14, 2017
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and GOOD madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you are wonderful. And don’t forget to make some ART (write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can). And somewhere in the next year, I hope you surprise yourself.
Peace and love and you being you, buttercups. XX
I used to have reservoirs just a few steps from my wee cottage's front door. Full of bears, squirrels, deer, foxes, and a few animals I ...