A date with some mud.

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To be continued…

3 Responses to “A date with some mud.”

  1. Satyr Says:

    I hear you there. That connection to the raw earth (or floor, or street…) is the primary reason I go barefoot so often. I’m no sculptor (and not much of a gardener), but I love the sensuality of connection to my surroundings.

    And viva la tangled-headed woodland waifs! :)

  2. Zan Says:

    it was great fun, ‘cept when my mom and sister decided to comb the pitch out of my hair-then I howled like a banshee!

  3. Satyr Says:

    *chuckle* I can imagine…

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