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 hope your DD is doing better and that things are improving slowly for you. xo =)
Peace
close to mysteries water edge
can you measure love?
both your haiku and your lovely photographs.
x...x
here.xx
Twilight, a timid, fawn, went glimmering by, and Night, the dark-blue hunter, followed fast.
George William Russell
xo,
Noelle
do wonder
if Life
is always
always
about the dance
between the dark & the light...
what say you?
{{ your photos are stellar,
BTW }}
♥