He told me one time he forgot himself & his heart opened up like a door with a loose latch & he tried for days to put it all back in proper order but finally he gave up & left it all jumbled up there in a pile & loved everything equally.
fond of dressing like a bird at every opportunity & then sneaking around at dusk scaring the bejeezus out of cats
She seemed to move everywhere dancing & music followed her like leaves on the wind.
She kept asking if the stories were true. I kept asking her if it mattered. We finally gave up. She was looking for a place to stand & I wanted a place to fly.
www.storypeople.com
Edited to change link. Thanks Kelsey! I guess I should make sure links work before I post them 🙂
You’ve linked to this Story People a couple times now. Each time the link doesn’t work for me and I get taken to a blogger page that says “This blog cannot be found.”
Then it takes me to a random search engine. 🙁
those last 2 pics are WAY cool !!! story people ROCK !!!!