ArtfulFairyTales...Musings...Poetic Artistry: unusual sublime tomorrow's age

....Musings and Poetic Artistry gathered in a fragrant stream...i am spiritual artist, mommie, teacher, writer and interior designer composing an "ArtfulFairyTale"...and if i had to do it all again..i would do so... afloat a leafy sea dragon...and having a conversation with a whale i would most definitely wear my wedding dress with a strand of for-get-me-nots attached...EdenClare

...oh imagery and words, unless noted, have been reblogged....and those links...that inspire...well at the very end of this fragrant stream...is where you shall discover them.

Friday, January 4, 2013

unusual sublime tomorrow's age

at 9:35 AM

unusual,

sublime,

tomorrow's age
...lets meet there....

- an artfulfairytale

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Castles Crowns and CottagesJanuary 5, 2013 at 7:45 AM
Ooooo....that seal...the harlequin seal! And that circus tent...oh Eden Clare,let's join the circus! What a hoot that would be, to make a journal about circus life! Anita
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Castles Crowns and CottagesJanuary 5, 2013 at 10:41 AM
The NIGHT CIRCUS...I must find that and see what lurks within the shadows of the night...I love the idea of it all my friend!

Wishing you a creative day full of possibilities AND success! Thank you for viewing my gown. I am going to the shop today to see it in the window! Anita
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Castles Crowns and CottagesJanuary 5, 2013 at 11:00 AM
Oh, is the cool or what?

I am rushing off to see that link my dear. I will keep dreaming in black and white until the color of revelation comes! WOOO HOOO THIS IS SO GREAT! Anita
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Maybe loving books is not so simple. Just like a healthy relationship needs work and changes with time, so too does our relationship with the things we own as we try to define ourselves and not be defined by stuff. Simply owning books didn’t make me a reader. What did make me a reader was an insatiable appetite for new stories and the things they have taught me. I would not be a better person for owning a library; I become a better person because I chose to read. — New Home, Empty Shelves (via booklover)

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Friday, January 4, 2013

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