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my three clay pots are never empty. one holds the heart, one the soul and the other creativity.
About Me
- nandas
- portland, oregon
- my three clay pots are never empty. one holds the heart, one the soul and the other creativity. together they combine into the sacred ordinary. i have returned time and again to replenish myself. i am eternally grateful.
3 comments:
Ahhh, lovely! I'd love to be walking through those grasses and listening if there was a wee breeze!
;-) Debi
debi, this was at long beach. i just loved it. we stayed at a friends cabin, just the two of us. we brought our projects and had the best time together. we walked to the beach every evening. there is something so regenerative about the n.w. coastal area.
nance...thank you. the feel
of these grasses comes so easy
for me...i remember all grasses
from where ever i have been...
but have not seen these Sea grasses for so long...thank you.
i hope your week is going well
and look forward to hearing about it....love
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