Through My Eyes                                              



Friday April 28

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( Our sacred place after another  tough week of patience.  We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that is still aglow from the Tenger's blazing show.  The ground is cool and damp from the week's rain. All around us we can hear the wondrous night sounds filling the air with their glorious chorus of sound.  Down in the field we can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush onto the rocks in jewelled glittering profusion to swirl around the wet shining rocks and plants of the island on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. Above us the Canada geese fly just above the trees on their way to shelter for the night and we can hear their calls and the powerful whir of their wings beating through the air. We can hear the rustle of the deer as they bound among the multiflora rose and grass tussocks and the loosestrife as it bends in the evening wind as it begins. As always it's just a bit chilly. Brr..let's rest here awhile sharing our week with each other and talk of our future plans together. But first, let's look in your mirror! You focus...)
















                                                                * courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.