ballerina.

ahh light...

                                         

                         

it makes all the difference

The eyes of a middle child

                                     
                                                  I know exactly what they're saying

treasures

  
the joy comes in the search and find

crash, slap, quiet, crash, slap quiet...

                                That's life

on my table.

on my table

forgotten

climbing higher.

hello?

Been there