Pretend art and other things celebrating my weirdness, I mean uniqueness
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Butterflies
There is a contemplative in all of us, almost strangled but still alive, who craves quiet enjoyment of the Now, and longs to touch the seamless garment of silence which makes whole.
i saw no comments and thought i should. i am surprised aunt janice has not said anything yet. the butterflies are just beautiful. i blew it up and thought it would walk off the page. we have talked about how your photography is getting better all the time. i like you pottery too. love you, the other mom!
Hi Kimmy- After seeing the comment by your other Mom(my sister) I had to say something. Your pictures are great. As she said, your photos have improved. I enjoy pulling up your blog and seeing what's going on in your and Rob's life. If I don't see you before-see you on Thanksgiving. Aunt Jan
i saw no comments and thought i should. i am surprised aunt janice has not said anything yet. the butterflies are just beautiful. i blew it up and thought it would walk off the page. we have talked about how your photography is getting better all the time. i like you pottery too. love you, the other mom!
ReplyDeleteLove that quote!
ReplyDeleteHi Kimmy-
ReplyDeleteAfter seeing the comment by your other Mom(my sister) I had to say something. Your pictures are great. As she said, your photos have improved. I enjoy pulling up your blog and seeing what's going on in your and Rob's life.
If I don't see you before-see you on Thanksgiving.
Aunt Jan