We have wings to fly, yet they get weighted down by the anxiousness of life. It seems any time I forget to worry I see the most amazing things like sun reflecting off a tree or a child's hand in it's Moms' or the moon slowly drifting out of a cloud making a rainbow (moon-bow?) in the cloud. Hum, how does one allow themselves to see all this and still get the tasks of life done?
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Very cool style! I particularly like that little orange guy in the bottom left. Nice to see you back at IF!
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