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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(A Creative Harbor) aka ArtMuseDog and Carol ^_^
Peace~
Dawn
Paradise at The Temple Bar
I've missed you Sue
beautiful, soulful post
thank you
love and light
how sometimes
all we Need is one ounce of Something ??
some days
it is just one ounce
of chocolate
but it has to B the best DARK chocolate in the world!!
sending you
an ounce of energy
to hide away in the pantry
for when you may need it later, dear ♥ }}
filled
me.
like a bright sunrise, the arrival of spring!
thank you dear sweet perfect bird.
you song is love.
xoxoxoxoxoxo