Monday, September 20, 2021

The Little Bird


 










Years ago a friend brought the little bird

to the studio for Jim to mend. I just loved

that little bird.When David came to pick up 

the little bird and several pieces of jewelry 

he gave me the little bird.


Once upon a time, when women were birds,

there was the simple understanding that to

sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal

the world through joy...

             __Terry Tempest Williams

           



1 comments:

LadyDi2011 said...

What a lovely blog! Hope is a Thing with Feathers, Emily Dickinson