August 6

(Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered in a great blanket of cloud. We can hear the night sounds all around us in a glorious chorus that ebbs and flows as first one then another of the sounds rise then grow quiet again. We can hear the deer moving through the multiflora and the stream as it makes it's way over Beaver's dam through the field and on past the spirit tree in front of our studio. The branches stir in the crisp moist air as the evening wind 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 August 6 * (Our sacred place again! We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky that the Tenger have covered in a great blanket of cloud. We can hear the night sounds all around us in a glorious chorus that ebbs and flows as first one then another of the sounds rise then grow quiet again. We can hear the deer moving through the multiflora and the stream as it makes it's way over Beaver's dam through the field and on past the spirit tree in front of our studio. The branches stir in the crisp moist air as the evening wind 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.