Monday, 4 July 2011

strange and beautiful

There is nothing I like more, especially when I'm feeling hollowed and hazy, than sitting and gazing at a fire. Strangely as I sat there, some words kept spinning around my head. You know what its like when you get a song stuck in your head..well it was "your serpentine tounge laps like water". I can feel inspiration for some absract feiry piece bubbling up. Hopefully it'll surface one day. 
I find it meditative to sit and stare at a fire, I can stare for hours at its ever changing beating rhythmic waves.
and the flickering embers.

....and (as always) on a random note, I bought this little lot crafting is on the way!

foxy, huh!?
night all x

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