Nature, Writing, Photography - Celebrating the Positive
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Angelica - A River of Stones
Head lowered, halo askew, wings lopsided, paint chipped, Angelica, my Garden Angel, is getting old. The star on her breast, plucked from Heaven, is showing signs of rust. Her weathered-wood body has a forward lean. Yet she presides as always, an aging but ageless beauty among the flowers. Somehow, she becomes dearer to me every year.
During the month of July, I'm joining with other writers from around the World in