St Valentine (Made me wish I had sent some)

Day a dish of Love. A suprise feast. My heart a swollen bough of sweet hanging fruit.


Handwritten, handpainted, letterbox recovery.

a squirrel stealing truffles
a snow angel
a teapot tea-sing
two lovers laying down in a boat
and a bear breathing mountains into life- from your brush to my living room floor.

Gasp delight- cross legged

then a lean against the kitchen wall
to keep myself steady.

Such suprises to find
back from Sundae work on weary toes
tipping the balance from good into great... my terrain
twinkling.

Valentines be mine.

*T h a n k y o u*