As a young boy, I loved the minute and soft waves of sand that formed in the small gullies that lined our gravel driveway after a heavy rainfall…they were landscapes in miniature. Hmmm…William Blake comes to mind…To see a World in a Grain of Sand…So glad I found your blog, lovely stuff.
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As a young boy, I loved the minute and soft waves of sand that formed in the small gullies that lined our gravel driveway after a heavy rainfall…they were landscapes in miniature. Hmmm…William Blake comes to mind…To see a World in a Grain of Sand…So glad I found your blog, lovely stuff.
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It’s amazing how the imagination of being a child is so vivid. And for some it stays that way throughout there lives.
Thank you much for the follow!
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