Friday, September 23, 2011

what could be easier

than to cherish the simple miracle of
plaster dancing with glass baubles
and glass baubles dancing with light

(welcome to the dance new followers:
abcd, ratu, vie, pedro, jared,
pepe, daniel, braja, chrissy, tsandy,
ron aka t.o. geezer, other ron, and ree)

14 comments:

PerthDailyPhoto said...

Very pretty image Brattcat. Was so sad to hear about your children's childhood home being washed away by Irene, nature takes no prisoners hey! and btw you're welcome 'under the boardwalk' anytime.

Sharon Creech said...

Purty, purty.

Lynette said...

Lovely photo, great text. Thought-provoking, to say the least.

magiceye said...

:) such a pretty picture!

Small City Scenes said...

I love this type of sculpture and poor Winnie too. I seemed to have missed you for awhile so I scrolled through. Nice pics. MB

Virginia said...

A delight my dear. I couldn't help but smile.
V

Malyss said...

Light and poetic..like dance itself!

Jack said...

Poetry, brattcat, poetry. Your observation today on Birdman's site brought home the widespread sadness wrought by Irene.

Jacob said...

She is well-crafted with grace and light...

J Bar said...

Beautiful.
Sydney - City and Suburbs

Clueless in Boston said...

I like the fabric draped across the statue; it makes a nice contrast.

Randy said...

Sweet photo.

Bob Crowe said...

Um, maybe a little precious? The light makes it look like the figure is wearing an eye patch on the right side, which is very droll.

Gunn said...

Lovely!:)