he picked them up in the woods on the mountain,
this rock museum volunteer.
teensy tiny sapphires,
no bigger than the seed pearls
in the photo above.
we met a man who
uses tweezers to mix
to create new dahlias.
who am i?
i am the woman
and making time
and paying close attention
to live in
today’s post is part of the scintilla project.
maybe you want to visit the women’s history month series my friend angela is hosting.
there’s a whole lotta’ women letting their colors seep out over there, and it is quite beautiful.
Looking for angels in moon beam particles. I always find you, wings, sparkle and all…
i love the way you sling words, moonshine. i seriously do. and i seriously thank you for slinging these words in this spot on this night. xo
…and to remind the rest of us to do the same. And you do it so well, Jeanne. <3
thank you, sugar. i’m ready for it to become second nature;)
Oh this is beyond words. beautiful.
I find myself pulling away from words right now, so thank you, Sugar.
With tiny sapphires and pollen particles, there is no multi-tasking, only focus and presence and breath. Thanks for reminding me to slow. down.
well, sugar, if anybody needs to slow down, it’s y-o-u. xo
Such miracles in small things!!
isn’t that the truth?!