January 28

( Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky which is still aglow from the Tenger's wondrous show. The air is moist and cold in our nostrils and we can feel the powdery newly fallen snow as it shifts upon the packed snow beneath us. It has been very cold for days now and we can hear the stream as it runs beneath the ice to emerge just above Beaver's dam in a sparkling flow among gleaming icy walls as it rushes down to the rocks below then on through the snow covered field on it's way past the spirit trees by our studio. We can hear the sound of the deer as they walk on their paths through the deep snow drifts and the rustle of wisps of grass just above the surface of the crust 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 28 * ( Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky which is still aglow from the Tenger's wondrous show. The air is moist and cold in our nostrils and we can feel the powdery newly fallen snow as it shifts upon the packed snow beneath us. It has been very cold for days now and we can hear the stream as it runs beneath the ice to emerge just above Beaver's dam in a sparkling flow among gleaming icy walls as it rushes down to the rocks below then on through the snow covered field on it's way past the spirit trees by our studio. We can hear the sound of the deer as they walk on their paths through the deep snow drifts and the rustle of wisps of grass just above the surface of the crust 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. Through my eyes