Friday, August 22, 2008

mother nature

She wears the colors of paradise as easily as she wears her smile;
Her father is the sun and her mother, the moon.

She breathes deeply of the island air and exhales it's moments of magic;
Existing only of mind, she is the muse for our artistic souls.

Without her we are incomplete, within her we are one.
Beyond ego and avarice, she is why we are here.

Nancy Forrester's Secret Garden is, literally, the last undeveloped green acre in Old Town.
Please help us keep it that way. Click the piggybank to make your donation.

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