June 16

( 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. The evening sounds are quiet again for now but we can hear the birds as they sing and fly among the branches above. We can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush onto the rocks to rise into crests that surround them with glittering crystal foam then to swirl around the stones and plants of the island on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. In the trees beyond here and there we can hear the raccons purring and the rustle of the loosestrife and fern as they stir 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 June 16 * ( 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. The evening sounds are quiet again for now but we can hear the birds as they sing and fly among the branches above. We can hear the stream as it flows among the branches of Beaver's dam to rush onto the rocks to rise into crests that surround them with glittering crystal foam then to swirl around the stones and plants of the island on it's way through the field on past the spirit trees near our studio. In the trees beyond here and there we can hear the raccons purring and the rustle of the loosestrife and fern as they stir 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.