Night Sun
The garden has become quiet and gone to sleep. The season in the sun is running out of time: yet, this little night sun tells me something else.
Just not ready for the end of summer.
Go to Sleep, Darlings... “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields It covers them snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to Sleep, Darlings, till the summer comes again.” Lewis Carroll
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MIDNIGHT MARGARITAS
A place for keeping my art in larger formats
*** Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ***
“Where there is no imagination there is no horror”. Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.
*** Sir Christopher Lee ***
“There are many vampires in the world today - you only have to think of the film business”
* ~ Spirit of the Night ~
Soon it will be Hallows Eve...Time to create Art from the Dark Side ***Annabelle
~ Turn of the Screw ~
A Flickr mosaic I made some time ago ~ Annabelle
WE WERE SOLDIERS
~ Annabelle
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