The Wave
I always think of the Last unicorn when I see waves crashing foamily on the beach.
Galloping magic -
Spraying foamy energy on
Sand shores steeped in time
posted by Jennith at 12:01 PM
Sunday, May 20, 2007
I always think of the Last unicorn when I see waves crashing foamily on the beach.
Galloping magic -
Spraying foamy energy on
Sand shores steeped in time
About Me
- Name: Jennith
- Location: Baker Lake, Nunavut, Canada
I like alternative music, sci-fi/fantasy, puddle jumping in the pouring rain, the smell of decaying aspen leaves, stormy windy days, spruce bogs, doing cartwheels in the dark, dragonfly watching, fitzchivalry farseer, macintosh apples, climbing, hiking, swimming, guitar, canoe tripping, reciting the periodic tables, watercolour painting, identifying plants, ecology, wildlife, singing, maps, photography, poetry, reading, art, and the colour green
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- Clearwater Beach at Sunset
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- Logging hours of solar power
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- Stormy Waters at "The Jack Pine" site
- The Assassin's Apprentice
- For whom the Trillium tolls
- Twisted Bellflower
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They came like raindrops against the towers of time, but in time the rain always prevails. The Fool (aka Robin Hobb)
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