March 31

( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered with a glorious tapestry of glowing clouds. The ground is warm and dry beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the night sounds,the myriad of voices that fill the air with the wondrous melody that we know so well. We can hear the stream as it flows amid the branches of Beaver's dam to rush among the rocks surrounding them with glittering foam to swirl around the stones and plants of the island on it's way through the field covered in warm brown grass that covers the green beneath on past the spirit trees near our studio. On it float twigs newly peeled; Beaver is working again somewhere not far away! We can hear the voices of the Canada geese as they arrive at a quiet pool to rest for the night and the splashing as they land. We can hear the trunks creak and the swish of the branches as they sway 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 March 31 * ( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered with a glorious tapestry of glowing clouds. The ground is warm and dry beneath us. Down in the field we can hear the night sounds,the myriad of voices that fill the air with the wondrous melody that we know so well. We can hear the stream as it flows amid the branches of Beaver's dam to rush among the rocks surrounding them with glittering foam to swirl around the stones and plants of the island on it's way through the field covered in warm brown grass that covers the green beneath on past the spirit trees near our studio. On it float twigs newly peeled; Beaver is working again somewhere not far away! We can hear the voices of the Canada geese as they arrive at a quiet pool to rest for the night and the splashing as they land. We can hear the trunks creak and the swish of the branches as they sway 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.