July 7

( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still aglow from the Tenger's blazing show. We can hear the birds as they sing and fly among the branches and the purring of the raccoons from the trees beside the stream. We can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush down onto the rocks in glimmering sweeping crystal folds then swirls around the stones and plants of the island on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. All about us we can see glow of winged beings that navigate amid the dark caverns and spires of the grass tussocks and the rustle of the multiflora canes 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 July 7 * ( Our sacred place after another tough week of patience. We quietly rest looking out at the evening sky still aglow from the Tenger's blazing show. We can hear the birds as they sing and fly among the branches and the purring of the raccoons from the trees beside the stream. We can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush down onto the rocks in glimmering sweeping crystal folds then swirls around the stones and plants of the island on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. All about us we can see glow of winged beings that navigate amid the dark caverns and spires of the grass tussocks and the rustle of the multiflora canes 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.