Yesterday the black dog came to visit me, the same black dog who used to visit Winston Churchill. When my daughter came around, she could see the black dog had turned up too and that I was completely at his mercy. She made her leave with a simple kiss and goodbye, "hope he goes soon", I nodded in agreement. For when he's around he completely demands my attention and there's no shaking him loose! On retiring I sternly told the black dog I didn't understand the reason for his visit and that I thought I had sat with him for long enough and to be gone in the morning! *** I've not seen him so far, this morning thank goodness !!! It is the beginning of a brand new day, I am grateful for each day of my life... I was at a funeral on Friday, to say we'd anticipated a sad day all turned out most beautifully.... my favourite hymn was sung 'Morning has Broken' On this brand new day I'm sitting here tapping the k...
Expanding Dream Container
Hangs Lightly on Heart 
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Have a good weekend, Boonie
Happy Friday, Sue !
x..x
your purse
hovers, floats, rises...protects your precious heart.
thank you for lifting me in your offering of beauty.
I shall never think of saran wrap in quite the same way again:-)
Now that is what I call a creation...
Galliano, eat your heart out!
fragile as butterfly wings
holds a fleet of dreams
This is simply stunning. It is like an iridescent, Victorian version of the Dream Catcher. It is gentle, beautiful and filled with hope as are you.
Love,
Noelle
keep it up.