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Red Balloon

A red balloon says so much about the sky, and the weightless wonder of children, when desire, bated aloft by the sun, gives free-spirited chase to the play of light on basking reams of nimbus and lore.

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Bubbles

Imagine an old wooden bathtub filled with rainbow bubbles set in the middle of a grassy meadow on a sunlovely day. Imagine that you are one of the bubbles. Feel the colors coursing through you, feel the sun warming your … Continue reading

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Roots

Some launches do not require propulsion but rather firm solid rootedness to this floating world.   (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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