She lights up
the dark is all
on every moment.
(Introducing the pteropod. She's tiny. Unselfconscious. A flame-orange dancer.)
I'm heading away for a couple of days/a week - not sure yet how long I'll be gone. Up the coast to Waikouaiti, then on to Naseby and possibly North West from there. 'Tis time for a little rest, flight and floating.
These are interesting days with interesting ways.
Be well. Take care.
PS. How curious is this? I came across this painting made by my daughter Alisaundre when she was about five. We'd been to a theatre performance; hence the dark 'stage' and backs of heads. (My hair was waist-length at the time - you can tell I'd had one of those 'wavy, hippy' perms... )
Of course she would never have intended this but I can't help myself (and am sure she won't mind)... Every time I look at her little airborne angel, I see a pteropod... Bless her. Bless them both. x