Thursday, 15 May 2014

colourful play

























.

10 comments:

  1. ah, when life was a garden...

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. fortunately there are moments like these, reminding us of what life was like, then...

      Delete
  2. even the colour takes a back seat to this child's being, her beautifully awkward feet and hands. she is a kind of grace in innocence that can not be feigned. oh, i burst open with her!

    xo
    erin

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. yes! busting open, that's it! :-)

      Delete
  3. aaaaaaaah isnt she wonderful. she takes on the floral gestures beautifully.
    kisses to you my friend.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. she is :-)

      and i know how well you understand her, now i know better, after reading certain poems :-)

      Delete
    2. ah how wonderful once again my friend to hear of your readings.the sun shines on me so brightly because you said that.ah and I daydream how you and the princess of the floating bridge of dreams will some day share in this dance of sunbeams.
      thankyou.!!!!!!!!!!!!

      Delete
  4. oh,ei,copiii, cum stiu cateodata sa dizolve totul in doar prezenta lor,la fel de simplu si fara efort, inconstient ca o tamaioara, ca o albastrea...poate ca doar ei pot fi atat de plin egali si fara niciun accesoriu cu frumusetea unei gradini, doar ei au aceasta plapanda tulpina a vietii de nezdruncinat...
    ma ratacesc in frumusetea ei, a lor.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. "doar ei pot fi atat deplin egali si fara niciun accesoriu cu frumusetea unei gradini"

      ce frumos ai spus, draga...

      Delete