Botanical Perfume & Imaginarium

May the rains sweep gentle across your fields, May the sun warm the land, May every good seed you have planted bear fruit, And late...

Sprawled under the hydrangea bushes.  Late spring only, but the heat says otherwise, sayin’ summer already.  There is Lulu, reflecting...

little sleepy gnome, dreaming beauty amidst your hearts of rocks, fly up, float up, peace up! the world is waiting for your song. ~(me)...