January 21

( Our sacred place after a quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still aglow from the Tenger's show. The air tickles our nostrils and the snow crunches beneath us in the deep cold. We can hear the stream as it flows through the ice glimmering from beneath the snow to rush over Beaver's dam among wondrous intricately ornamented icy columns on its way through the snow covered field on it's way past the spirit trees near our studio. The multiflora canes stir on the hill above us 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...)


	Through My Eyes Friday January 21 * ( Our sacred place after a quiet day of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still aglow from the Tenger's show. The air tickles our nostrils and the snow crunches beneath us in the deep cold. We can hear the stream as it flows through the ice glimmering from beneath the snow to rush over Beaver's dam among wondrous intricately ornamented icy columns on its way through the snow covered field on it's way past the spirit trees near our studio. The multiflora canes stir on the hill above us 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.