Tonight, in the alluring Barrington Mountains -3 degrees. Snow sparkles under the winter stars on the floor of the forest. Crunchy hoofs, paws, claws, and feet, weaving and leaving their mark in the… Continue reading
When your intelligence is so black and white, you cease allowing the garden of colours and creativity to mature thy psyche. ~~ © Astarté Earthwise.
Deep Blessings from the heart of butterflies and moths I took this picture in Te Horo in New Zealand 3 years ago, isn’t Nature a true gift indeed, all that shimmers is gold