Sunday, May 23, 2010
It is the nature of butterfly dreams to up and fly away... Or soar on the breeze until out of sight.
They may leave a hole, and a time to mourn. In the end they leave new insight and understanding if one cares to notice, and golden memories if one cares to remember.
For me it brought a new jewelry design.
Even though the dream wafting away was not my choice I still appreciated the inspiration that allowed me to create and comemorate...
And I appreciate the knowledge gained and the timliness of the experience.