Weed wanderings…

weeds

Some people may not notice such things. I do. Maybe they are weeds. I don’t care. I like that they bend in the breeze and sway like they hear music. Ultimately, the seed heads get blow off by the wind, and they skip and dance into the distance on the wind to who knows where. Pretty.

 

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Painting…photography…mixed media…print making….design…journaling…writing…creating in stunning Taranaki by the wild west coast and a stunning mountain backdrop, with my four gorgeous (make that cute, but messy!) kids, my partner GB, and one very large fat cat. View all posts by Angela Sefton

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