
Utter focus
the garden brings Zen mind as I tend to autumn
The leaves started to make the shape of a heart
Until spirit of fox claimed our playful attention
This is fox manor after all
I scribble, I dabble, I call it art!
Random Reviews and Ramblings from Redcliffe
Poet / Performer / Workshop Coordinator
More beautiful than the honey locust tree are the words of the Lord - Mary Oliver