17 continues…

The Queen flew with her ravens  while the Butterfly Maiden walked the castle in her stead.

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Free Flight Linda Ravenscroft A Dimensions kit

The Maiden smiled as she walked, the panels of her dress fluttering behind.   All Hallows Eve was behind her and and then…she saw something. She blinked and looked again.  What was it?

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Secret Stitch.  To be unveiled piece by piece. Designer Nora Corbett

The Butterfly Maiden blinked once more. But it was gone,  like one of the faeries that chattered and laughed in the garden.

She frowned and then she smiled because after the harvest feast, the season of reds, greens golds and silver was soon.   The walls of the castle would sparkle and glow with banners and mistletoe.

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Christmas Is – Lizzie Kate

And outside on every door a Christmas wreath of tinsel, ribbons and bells.  Pine cones drizzled with snow welcome all within the castle walls.

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Mill Hill – 5304  Pinecone

And when would the Queen return?  She flew with her ravens far and wide.  Her castle was safe with the Butterfly maiden and the the dragon.

 

 

 

 

 

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17 a few weeks late

I am a bit late; and the next installment will be coming up very soon.  But that is a bit in the future.  So here is my June 17.

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The Raven Queen – Mirabelia 32 count Picture this Plus Arctic

I had a hard time stopping so I continued on my journey and it just keeps going on.  There is a story in there but it hasn’t fully surfaced….

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And it so it continues….

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So I listen as the Raven Queen starts to walk along the top of the castle with her black feathered friends the ravens.

 

Camp

Hello

I joined again

In hopes that the muse will come back.

I miss you.   Jake, Dillon, Kerra, and a few others.

The line,  Mery and  more.  The  bike

that sits in the

forest.

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In

dreams there

are places to visit sights

to be seen. Adventures to be found.

I watch, I write I follow these friends, a box to

be opened.  Do I dare? Do I creep behind?

I do! For a rainbow leads the way;

To a goal a treasure

somewhere

new.

P is for PEOPLE

pis  for PEOPLE.  All sorts of people; large, small, old, young all of us; who live on this planet that we call Earth. We PEOPLE are good, we are evil, we make mistakes; say things we later regret and scramble to fix. We love, we play, we laugh, but we are PEOPLE here today on this place we call home.

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We live and play together in tiny packed spaces, but yet we still are alone in a crowd. Masses of  PEOPLE together in a congested place, how is that possible? There are PEOPLE all around us, and they are within a finger touch away but we are still alone.  PEOPLE are alone inside, our body, our mind.

                                                        BUT …

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Being alone is not necessarily a bad thing, because we all need to be alone sometimes.   It can be good;  looking into the sunrise of a new day.   It can be a path to a new beginning;  open up new roads, adventure and new PEOPLE.