kittyk155ez

It's dark. The smell of earth surrounds me thick is the air and sweet to inhale. This isn't a place from my backyard, I realize as my vision adjusts to the darkness. There are trees everywhere, big and old. I am lying against a stump, sitting up to take in what I can make out. I see illuminated mushrooms and night flowers glowing as brightly as neon signs. A hum, I can't pick out its tune. I crawl, fresh soil soft and warm under my knees and palms. Towards the glow, little figures scatter about robed in effervescent gowns and tunics. They mimic me as I stare at them in wonder. They are beautiful and sparkling dust is left beh

Not again. I feel the cold sinking into my bones. That constant sinking deeper and deeper into darkness and cold. Not Again. The wind makes me pull my jacket on and close it to my collar. The cold wind, blowing right thought me. Not Again. Not Again. Not Again...

Yes! Finally!! Can you feel it Devies? I certainly hope that you can because it is just so AWESOME!!! That's right, it's getting hot! Yay! Now I don't know about any of you but I for one love the summer. Ok, Ok, it's still spring. However, summer is right around the corner and my creative juices are so following like a never ending waterfall! ... Maybe that's a little much...Fine, I have my moments of epiphany and then I need a recharge. No worries I'm not going to be held down easily, I'll come right back up and poor out my next sketch! So, how are you Devies liking the weather? As you can obviously tell I'm thriving in it!!