Joystick
Life is either an adventure darling, or it is nothing at all. Sometimes we are so busy watching out for
Rebirth of Skadi
I raise this horn to the etin bride of winter. I praise Skaði, fierce warrior, Defender of Her father. She
Easter Fairy Garden
As fairies arrived with their butterflies Together they danced there before my eyes With the magical wonder of surprise it
Coyote Nights
Why do we close our eyes when we cry, kiss or dream? Because the most beautiful things in the life
Cozy Easter
Sing along with me (to the tune of I’m a little teapot!) Im little bunny Im soo sweet Soft and
Cat Fishing
Stars dancing in the night sky Feeding bat darting by Lantern’s soothing soft glow Hopefully, a predator lurking below Bugs
Love is…. having that one friend who will always break the rules
We all too seldom put in words Our thoughts from day to day About how much we value friends Who
Distance
The Skin Fair has come to a close and one thing is for certain, I am in love with LAQ.
Diana….. Goddess of the Woodland
All can see, in the shining places, Vestiges of her classic graces; Where her footsteps, fleet and stark, Have beautifully
ShieldMaiden
Moon Elixir’s War Maiden Gacha immediately brought to mind the Viking warrior women who fought alongside and even led swaths
Dancing Lavender
Streams of colour In constant motion showing shades of beauty hidden Powered by the wind As it caresses the river
Flamenco Dancing in Seville
Her quickly flicking heels and hands Her fan it flutters– Dancing. A silk-swift turn, with graceful place Of foot, and
Beatrice in Spring
A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period – When March is scarcely here
Vanilla Sunrise
From the lips of Morning, Where the blossoms lie, Petulantly scorning, Breathed a little sigh; “Sunrise flowers wither, Quickly turn
Somebunneh Loves You…
“Once you are real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always.” This quote makes me think of hope.