Laura in the Moss
Sometimes things come together. You don't know how, or why.
Like this. A week ago, I walked through woods, noting how the seeds on trees were hung, dry and in their various shapes... like grapes, or lady's fingers dangling.
Suddenly, at my feet, moss. Brilliant, soft. And upon the moss, a sprig of berries, red. Like accidental Christmas. Whimsy.
Tonight I sat to take it down in soft pastel. But the whimsy joined with a joy of knowing Laura. Psychologist, writer, new poet... a gift to me... as the berries to the moss, at the side of the trail, unexpected.
Laura in the Moss, in soft pastel, by L.L. Barkat.
Join us in celebrating others at HighCallingBlogs...
THE 12 DAYS:
1. Mary's Advent
2. Laura in the Moss (this post)
3. Social Media Guys
4. Snow-White Butterfly Tree
5. Butterflies and Parties
6. Let Me Not Forget
7. Hey, Have I Met You?