The dance of light was graceful
as it waltzed it's way to morning.
As if asleep the dream played out
with mist lifting from the blue abyss.
Wiping sleep from my eye
gratitude washed it's salty spray over me.
Loving the life I sea.
Writing my way through books, food, motherhood, and life.
living, loving and learning
Shooting photographs, drawing lines...
The Art and Craft of Blogging
standing on my tiptoes, reaching for the sky
Art and Practice