Poetry, memoir,blogs and photographs from my world on the west coast of Canada.
And here I thought they were just practicing to be drummers in a rock band. Once had one who stopped tapping and played peek-a-boo with me for fifteen minutes. Couldn't help grinning at the memory you brought forth.Elizabeth
Oh, Sherry, this is beautiful. How I adore the idea of the pecking of birds being music to sprites' ears.
I like what you saw in this print.
This is such a lovely serene poem for the image.
I love the soothing images and serene nature of your poem, Sherry ❤️
The gentle rhythm of woodpecker dresams
Oooooooh. I do believe your poem has tapped a lullaby to me. This is just so soothing, Sherry. I loved this print, and you have penned the perfect piece for it.
You touched upon "it". This says so much.
Ah, that's a sweet interpretation! I too feel gentled after reading it.
that *is* serene ~
A lovely lilt to this, Sherry.
I love the idea of a lullaby! I wish I had thought of it.
You saw a lovely dream in this painting, Sherry.
Oh, I love this. You saw gentleness where drilling birds might summon noise and bother. I prefer your vision.
I so appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Thank you so much. I will be over to see you soon!