Under the big round moon, cuddled up to the tree, she opened her energy to meld with forest and light. A peaceful and rooted stance, healing and vital.
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 17, 2020
The broom flew all over the universe in search of it's soul witch.
For a broom without a witch is a sad thing indeed.
Perhaps you know a witch who has not found it's soul broom?
Oct 16, 2020
With her wand in hand, she summons a breeze to take her through the trees.
Please forgive me for posting a Christmas like image this early in the year ;-).
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 6, 2020
I would like to send this off to one of you, the original.
If you would enjoy it tacked to your wall, let me know in a comment. I will randomly choose someone on October 13th.
Just say: me please.... or something like that in your comment.
(Nearly 5x7 inch. It does have a tiny bend in the bottom corner).
Oct 5, 2020
For years I have been joining Inktober
it is a wonderful inspiration for me to do daily art
here I am joining in again.
Round and round and round she goes.
Meditation for her prose.
Walking on the colorful stones.
The labyrinth brings her to her inner star.
Slowly I hope to catch up with posting them all here.
Thank you for your visit.
Lovely autumn to you!