
The cats and I went walking in the early evening light, over the hills and far away to sunset.
In winter, when it snowed, we took a boat out to sail on an ocean of white. Yesterday we found the boat, storm tossed in heather and lit by low sun.
It looked beautiful.
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Jackie:
You have a magic space and a beatiful and poetic work...
I leave you my hug and congratulations from Chile.
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P.S.: Sorry for my english
How glorious to find it again. Did you set it sail with a wish? I hope it came true if you did. We set boats sailing on our canal at New Year with hopes written on them.
Looking forward to your new book x
I am sure it had many exciting adventures! :)
How wonderful! I love things when they mearge into their surrounds showing their own story of time.
It really has survived the elements. Brave little boat.
Wonderful - signs of hope come when most needed and often in the most unlikely guise!
Ricka
What a tale that wee boat could tell!
I've been loving your blog and particularly like the boats.
just commented on James Mayhew's blog. What a beautiful drawing to start with. looking forward to more. Can't wait for your new books!
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