More beads for the ones who live at Frog Hollow. . . .
posted by puddle at Monday, February 28, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
About Me
- Name: puddle
- Location: West Virginia, Côte d’Ivoire
Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
Previous Posts
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- Well, now that we've gotten to the bases for the t...
- Da trees, da trees. . . .
- This is the replacement nebula bead
- Signal failure. . . .
- Among the things that came today, were these:
- Lyssie's Flying Pig!
- Tree toppers for my grandbebes' Spirit Trees
- 40"
- Global Father Christmas ~~ 24"
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