Friday, January 28, 2011

A River of Stones Post #27


A box of fabric from places far and near sits patiently waiting to be touched by magic.

2 comments:

seika said...

A RIVER OF STONES #27

There is place here we call Paris. Not the Paris of fame and wonder but the Paris of sleep and slumber. A little town where shop windows are dimly lit and the river lazily flows, even with winter's ice and snow.

EMM said...

'from places far and near' ..captures the imagination!