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.
4 comments:
I LOVE what you've done with these faces!
Exquisite and precious!
You are so inspirational. Absolutely love this.
Wow! Those are fabulous!
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