Today’s Tiny Tale:
There once was a boy who could become invisible as the wind. He would vanish without a word, without leaving a trail, and slip through the cracks in the walls, underneath doors, between lines of lazy type across a page.
2. The robust and muscular figure of a hawk in a skeletal winter tree
4. Snuggly cat
5. Sleeping and dreaming. This is the season.
May we walk in Beauty!