All day long we'd be nursing baby and bunny, dress on, dress off, wrapping baby up, washing baby, changing nappies, swaddling her in a blanket, laying her in bed.... I mean the whole day! Then when it was bedtime for granddaughter Connie, of course baby and bunny had to go too... No one has taught her this deep nurturing behavior, it is as natural as breathing... I think this might be why these female doll-like creative expressions keep popping up, why I so enjoy playing with my images, expanding them in the digital playground. As a child I remember the books that had the perforated pull out paper dolls with interchangeable mix and match wardrobes, where the dresses hooked onto the dolls by tabs at the back, this fascinated me. I have the natural desire to nurture, this seems to be deeply seated within the feminine. When looking around 'blogsphere' a profusion of nurturing sister circles have appeared, nourishing and flourishing! I have come to the real
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I love the image you posted. I would love to see a painting such as this in person someday. Great post.
Peace.
I love the image you posted too-beautiful!
I hope you will "thaw" soon and get back your "normal" water.
the first photograph, stunning!!!
a capture of light and a globe of water crystal.
please stay WARM!
your gratitude for neighbors may make your advent calendar a few more times before this freeze is over!!!
love from here,
rebecca
I love every picture, and every sentiment. Thank you for heightening my awareness of beautiful things to hold with gratitude!
Stay warm, and take good care,
~ Jane
More Dior please. You did take your camera I presume?
No washing is good washing. It can wait.
Incredibly beautiful photos. I especially love the trees with the window superimposed. So lovely it takes my breath away. I am sorry that the weather is encroaching upon you and that you are having to depend upon your own resources to stay warm and clean. I appreciate the fact that you still share such beauty and gratitude with us. We are forever grateful for you.
xo,
Noelle