Stumble into Loveliness
Girls, sweet dark-haired girls, are out of the house. It is my time to slow. Moving from room to room, I drink in silence, breathe. Alone for a few hours, but...
...still, I find them, stumble into their loveliness. It is loveliness they have found in their own private moments of quiet. Loveliness of line and vision.
Standing here, I can hardly take it in. The moment stretches. My sweet girls are with me, even in silence.
Designs Drawing by Sonia, 10. Figure Drawings by Sara, 12. Used with permission.
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