And behold what appeared, dangling from the ever-dripping trees and shrubs sheltering the city’s homeless each night…
And on the back, it was written…
And behold what appeared, dangling from the ever-dripping trees and shrubs sheltering the city’s homeless each night…
And on the back, it was written…
LOVE these, Kim. You’re incredible the way you keep up your blog and platform, which as writers we must needs do every day of the year.
Happy Hannukah, Light for Solstice, Merry Christmas.
Yours impatiently for Christmas dinner,
trysh
Trysh Ashby-Rolls, M.A. Distinction
Author & Journalist
writing on challenging social issues
Regular Dept Contributor: ‘Grey Matters’ in Seaside Times
‘Unbecoming a Physician’ in Walk Yourself Home
Left-Behind Dad: A father’s search for his missing children.
Unbecoming a Physician: a double dose of psychiatrist-patient abuse
Triumph: A journey of healing from incest
I AGREE WITH TRYSH.. great work kim. You may like my “the art of bad wrapping for men ” on facebook… lol
~ PRAISE TO YOU ~ KIM ~ ALL the energy YOU have given in making these visual GIFTS that are now merrily dancing on the TREES in Barsby Park are also vibrating through out the Cosmos ~ just awesome creativity ~j.
Thank you Trysh, John & Jano for your comments! 🙂
Kim ~ wonder of beauty woman, your presence in the many creative images, words, cards, colorful ribbons, bows to trees, Barsby Park, the underbrush reveal scents, yes, I feel the Essence…
BEAUTIFUL CONCEPT PICTURES AND WORDS TIED TO TREE’S…..LOVE IT…