They had been together for years and years standing apart on delicate ground. They traveled similar journeys and tasted life in each others gaze.
Do you have a muse, someone or something, that allows your wings to unfold?
Things that allow my creativity to flow: Last minute things to do, people coming over to visit, comments and blogs, of course the love and nudging of family and friends, dancing, looking at picture books, and arriving to a flea markets or antique fair.
Photo: Turn of the century, Quimper pottery on a French transfer-ware plate.
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