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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Peace Ms. Foxy, you are a gem amongst stones.
you are awakening my heart with such long arms of promise and beauty. i too feel my heart expand as the days grow longer. your photographs fill me with gratitude for the beauty of all things.
a heavenly host that feeds the soul and satisfies the heart.
thank you sue for your place in my heart.
Brightens my soft white world.
There are so many resurrections in our lives, ones of body, of mind, of heart and spirit, all having to do with seasons, relationships and desire for balance. Your lovely images all lead us upward toward that great Hosanna that is Spring ~ a rejuvenation of all our deeply rooted dreams.
Love,
Noelle