Saturday, May 7, 2011

Boa: 146/365

My daughter's dress up boa reminded me of my 365 friends, Erica's  and Russell's feather projects. Glad to have my camera and charger back:)


  1. Hope

    Hope is the thing with feathers
    That perches in the soul,
    And sings the tune--without the words,
    And never stops at all,

    And sweetest in the gale is heard;
    And sore must be the storm
    That could abash the little bird
    That kept so many warm.

    I've heard it in the chillest land,
    And on the strangest sea;
    Yet, never, in extremity,
    It asked a crumb of me.