Saturday, April 30, 2016
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Monday, April 18, 2016
Surrounded by Bindsweed, with a tiny home in my hands. Busy are the creatures around me. Fluttering, crawling, climbing, gathering. All of them to busy to notice me.
I sit quietly and wait. One comes near me and rests. Slowly I move my hand over and cover her. I've got her. Today one pretty little moth shall be a fairy.