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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"gather my soft fragments". will take that with me today.
Peace
from a kind heart.
may you nest well....all day and into the night!
really beautiful!
x..x
your sensitive Heart
melts into my own
sitting
here
fretting
about my own
birdies...
{{ what flew
into our heads
to make today
about
birds?
i have no idea }}
""gathering my soft fragments""
echoes
now
inside me...
♥
Interesting photos - loved the last one!
Great post :)