Posted on May 5, 2011 at 6:00am
From The LightWorks Passages.
▲The Sands of Time by N M Cole ©
What is it about the sand that makes us all willing to sit on it? Is it the tiny little specks of grinded down stone that have been sitting there for thousands and thousands of years? Or is it something else? The softness, the texture, the undulating ripples of quilted pleasure that makes us lay on it so still and enjoy the sunshine? Perhaps. For every grain of sand that I see is so wonderfully special and different… so… Continue