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Hi I'm Laura Hickman. Writer, sewist, baker, fairytalemaker. When I'm not writing a delicious fantasy with my husband Tracy Hickman, I'm up to my elbows creating with yarn, frosting, cloth, or paint. I love playing with my grandkids, outdoor photography & travel. Join me at http:// bakingoutsidethebox.com as I share my creations including my Baking Outside the Box mix method for all sorts of fabulous desserts. Invictus by William Ernest Henley, is my favorite poem. Especially the final stanza: It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Arthurian Spring


The Legend of King Arthur speaks of his return to Camloden and of bringing Spring once again to the land. I recently took my camera in hand trying to find some trace of his journey. Alas, I found no royal entourage. Instead, I saw hope in the break of an early morning snowstorm that melted by afternoon. I found magnificent architecture in the bones of trees already swelling with the hope of lush green couture. And at long last a hint of Arthur's passing here.


Eye of Glory



Sky Full of Bones


Winterhaven


Swellings




Shypie





Not-a-silly



Arthur Comes




Tender Delights

2 comments:

  1. I would call this set, anticpation.

    Love you!

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  2. Nicely done. But those willow buds are cheaty. Surely you people who are higher than we are would NOT beat us to the punch? The glory? Glorious. Looking for what is there is a wise and beautiful pastime. And Shypie? Unlikely, rare and delightful.

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