Through My Eyes                                              



Friday October 7

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( 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. It has just rained and we can still hear a few raindrops falling here and there.  Down in the field we can hear the stream as it flows over the tightly woven branches of Beaver's dam to rush onto the rocks below in a gleaming cascade of  swirling bubbles to flow around the dark glistening rocks and raindrop covered plants on its way past the spirit trees near our studio. We can hear the gurgle of a hill seep as it's water flows over the sand to slide down among the stems of sensitive fern and loosestrife and the swish of raindrops that fall from the canes of the multiflora 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.