white winter

I see your breath hanging there

Like snow clouds

Like snow clouds

Across the valley

The snow falls down

Onto my skin...

February we all delve into our summer reserves,

tugging at our memory pockets

for

picnics on green grass,

bare knees in summer dresses

worms, ladybugs

and little seeds budding out of the earth ~

~

Willow gets confused what time of day it is in the darkness...

but we're trying to keep our spirits high and full of color.

We paint the world with imagination;

it's wonderful having a side-kick who believes so fully in it!

Our rainbow dragons are constant companions

on our walks to town.

~*~

I'm daydreaming of strawberries,

peas, snow drops! oh how i love snowpdrops!

they go hand in hand with bluebells.

i remember a little glade in ireland with bluebells sprinkled all about,

it definitely felt magical! there had to be fairies everywhere!

social anxiety and red wine go hand in hand with february...

blahhhh

my dreadlocks are shrinking! it's so fun!

next post i'll post a pic of them, they're filled with

beads and treasures already. yay!