Monday, July 24, 2017

a mothering spirit


Thinking about my role as mother and what it means to be the nest when your babies begin to fledge.
She has tiny wings, seemingly too small to fly. Like a bumblebee.
Rooted and flying at the same time.

I caught her in a quiet moment among the trees.







3 comments:

Michelle said...

I LOVE what you've done with these faces!

trish said...

Exquisite and precious!

Mara said...

You are so inspirational. Absolutely love this.

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