:: a great, silent mystery ::
" ...moreover, the walls of my castle are broken; the shadows are many, and the wind blows cold through the broken battlements and...
:: a great, silent mystery ::
:: April days... ::
:: March days... ::
:: hello, spring ::
:: February days... ::
:: spontaneity and softness... ::
:: wintering ::
:: a heart all a-flutter ::
:: November days... ::
:: serendipitous serenity ::
:: twinkle & delight ::
:: for peace is upon us... ::
:: flickering of firelight ::
:: fills my soul with delight ::
:: mellow fruitfulness ::
:: these November skies ::
:: a wild longing ::
:: The pearl gray month... ::
:: October days... ::
:: a fine autumnal day ::
nestled in quietude