This is pretty self-explanatory – the stars shining down to illuminate the dance of the naiads (water spirits) in the dark of the night. I like the idea of their mutual respect and reflection of each other.
I feel like I am weaving a new life as I create my pine needle basket from fallen pine needles outside my home. I feel the spirit of the pine merge with me in sweet gratitude as I weave in the tree’s essential nature. 876 more words
Vacation (aka- “work-ation”) is officially done and over with. I spent most of it working and doing paperwork/classes and being sick, but there were a few fun points sprinkled throughout it so I can’t complain too much. 295 more words