a love letter
oooh they have interesting stories to tell – fabulous!
they do Fiona! there’s tales of reaching out and finding a sense of balance with a wry sense of humour thrown in from being just a little tipsy (en vino veritas)
PS had a totally hypochondriacal moment this morning when the sun came beaming through the window just as I was finishing painting the last tendril with the black ink… the glare made everything go all blurry & I thought eek, I’m going blind! took my glasses off a bit later and they were filthy, so good to see clearly again!
A BEAUTIFUL alphabet……….ox
still working on the translation!
Definitely a language
softly spoken with a compelling power
love the dirty glasses story–familiar to me! but the tendrils are so fun–i battle away with them as i harvest wild grapes. they are funny, and useful things.
love how the wood in each tendril is so different to the stems which decay very quickly, the best ones are from a vine that grows indoors that we prune hard every year to allow the winter sun in.
HA, like your cat alphabet ..
such lively little things!
a love song………….
(((Martine))) it is!
The “Mocrowphina Codex”! ❤ !!!!!!!
Oh Ha, good one Arlee!
Every time I glance at it I think I see Ariel sitting in the lower left corner. Or maybe a plumper version. Then I look properly and he’s gone. More Mo magic.
Ariel knows better than to jump up on the bench!
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