Having just stopped for lunch and being struck several times this morning with blog inspiration, I thought I would regale you with my further adventures in willow sculpting.
It’s a cooler today than it has been the last few days. I am glad of the cooler weather as the willow remains supple and flexible when it hasn’t dried out in the sun.
Today, to him gazing south with a new-born need stirring in his heart, the clear sky over their long low outline seemed to pulsate with promise; today, the unseen was everything. The unknown, the only real fact of life.
