Old Man Winter lost his clothes One of those nights when the wind turned mild All he left on the cliffy rocks Was a dripping beard and a pair of socks (Mary Duncan)
I live in a quiet town in Maine, where I create and perform with silk marionettes, teach handwork to homeschoolers, garden and otherwise spend as much time as possible outdoors. I am blessed to live in a beautiful place where we see bright stars at night...hear loons and frogs and songbirds...and "exist in tandem with the natural world".
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