From my shore, across a glassy see, there was fog, and rain, and clearing.
From the Storm Clouds Clearing Collection, this is Number 3 in the series. Part of the beauty of being in nature is how it is aways changing, always beautiful in different ways. Every time is different.
This time was so inspired. I can't tell you how my eyes raised up to see this sight. My souls eyes as well as my natural were seeing so that I cannot tell you if what I remember is what was really there or not. I feel as though the clouds were moving with the help of unseen angelic hands. The prose was born during those minutes that I stood there watching.
These cards are 5 x 7 inches and printed on high quality matte photo paper, hand trimed and folded to fit their envelopes. The cards are blank inside so that your pen may complete this little work of art before it is given to someone else to enjoy.
Narrative Prose Opt.