Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Painting Stories #11

What I got:
It was here, in this valley, among the brambles, flowing stream and cascading play of light and dark, where her spirit sprung so high, so present, that she knew she could almost touch the face of God.


Heather said...

Your writing is so beautiful my dear that it floors me. It is easily as breathtaking as that picture. :)

TS Tate said...

aw, thanks, Heather. If only I could make all those tiny paragraphs flow into something cohesive. :)

YelenaC said...

That is truly beautiful. I'm a big fan of art and often think of words as paints, so I love this feature you do!