She presides from the table in front of my window.
And without opening her eyes, sees. . .
birds,
grass, blossoms, trees,
my doggie,
a man cutting grass,
you,
and especially me.
And smiles. . .
She presides from the table in front of my window.
And without opening her eyes, sees. . .
birds,
grass, blossoms, trees,
my doggie,
a man cutting grass,
you,
and especially me.
And smiles. . .
I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me. Anais Nin
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The Garden Goddess!
Indeed, the garden is her perfect place, and she reigned over my deck for 2 years before almost being stolen. So now she looks over the garden from the bay window.