Art, for Spirit’s Sake

A rural sprinkling of angels today on my hike.  Each hidden piece held words,  randomly chosen … and you know the right person will find each one.  Hidden in tree holes, where moss can embrace them, let them root with the earth,  Clay is simply earth, and will act as if.  If you are a lucky recipient of one of my nature gifts, embrace it, and keep it for your special box, because it was meant for YOU.

 

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