I can still hear the crickets singing
the night before the first day of fall
like the rusting hinges of the season
The sharing of the harvest
and blessing
for long winter months
of crescendo?
I can still hear the crickets singing
the night before the first day of fall
like the rusting hinges of the season
The sharing of the harvest
and blessing
for long winter months
In August The Flying Carpet
has sent you to the Land of Scent.
Use your eyes
to conjure the aroma of
petrichor…
the tenuous essence
that occurs after rainfall
in New Mexico
Chili roasting…
In July The Flying Carpet
welcomes you
Through The Looking Glass
into Rieke Studios
In June
The Flying Carpet
was PEOPLE-IZING
This little Pridelette
captured
the delicious moment
After dreaming about travel
for over a year,
The Flying Carpet,
vaxxed and not vexed
finally went somewhere!!!
“Life as a Waking Dream”
“I dreamed I” owned a paint store
in Truth or Consequences,
New Mexico
in T or C