Tuesday, 4 February 2014
Scrabble desperate for me to throw the ball again..and again..and again...She actually has lumps of mud on her eye but is so intent upon willing me to participate in her game that she was totally unbothered by it.
Tata wants to play too...
Whilst out I saw the most wonderful mossy tree stumps and trunks..just waiting for fairies to poke their pointy little faces out from inside the hollows.
A large gnarled fist clutching at the cold earth...
This one looked like a little unicorn..a dainty horses head with shaggy green coat and a long horn from the centre of its forehead.
Very sensual with tumbling green moss, soft and clinging