Tall as Corn (wait for it)

The Smiles are, that is…

 

Slow Tide

We move like a slow tide… Unrelinquished devotion to following the moon. 

 Round, and around, around, and around. 

 To rise and fall like a mound of clay on the potters wheel. Reason beyond meaning. 

 

Verdant Dream

Art can to lead to anyplace that we want to go… Where do you want to go?