"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations."

Anaïs Nin





Saturday, February 27, 2010

sorry sorry sorry....

You must think I forgot you all !!! no, I didn't...just feel so busy with the blogs in French and the two forums...I did work at lot actually...

here are my bowls to tell stories
clic on the picture to see the others...
I'll show you more next time...

1 comment:

Prairie Star said...

Oh, dearest one!!!

It is oh-*so*-very good to see you here!

I've missed you terribly. Still, I wondered if maybe you were off doing what filled your heart more. So have been trusting you to do what feels most right in your life and (((always))) sending warm love your way.

Lovin' twinkles and great *big* hugs,
Your little sister