Work away. some wheelbarrowing. some raking in. some sitting with Goats. Floor vacuumed. Went to feed dogs for people.
just a little. seeing if it can be. a mask of sorts…. Not for hiding, but for Seeing. Like the Native People do. This probably takes away the peaceful feeling that some commented on, but….
it's about Looking Through Your Wild Eyes . Which for me, is when i see the most.
that blue makes my heart happy, but the bit of red above her head makes my spirit smile. the “mask” is wonderful- strands to draw it all in, wrap around it, or filter if needed, medusa comes to mind, in a good way. I’ve often been told to quit looking so hard- but really, why wouldn’t you, if you can? there’s so much to see.
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“but really, why wouldn’t you, if you can? There’s so much
to see”
love that. yes. why wouldn’t you? yes…..
xoxo
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wild eyes. ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
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a map for wild seeing
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These eyes change completely the atmosphere – not peaceful at all. exciting now – ambiguous. Appealing…
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i think this means you like it??????
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yes…the terraine of wild
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O!!, Doris….i think you like it too…”Appealing”…..
today the young ones asked about what kind of tree that is
and i said Doris’s tree, a Snake Tree……
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🙂
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