Wild hearts, gentle souls

Faith is the bird that sings when the dawn is still dark.

No act of kindness, no matter how small is ever wasted

This is a re-work of an earlier piece. When I posted the original, Anne Nelson commented "...and I've got my eye on you too!" I thought that was so clever! Later, when I was unzipping files from the DSD sale, I found this wordart in the Midnight Murmers" bundle. It was fate - I had to make some...

Magical potions for a witch's brew

Beware the fright of Halloween night

Happy to hear my layout brought you a smile! So honored to be featured on the blog!

Into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul.

This scene is so similar, and yet so different from "Wild Side." Here, the girls are playing in leaves instead of splashing in the water. The background is also different. Love that you can make a completely different scene by changing just a couple things.

Take a Walk on the Wild Side

Sometimes apples are all you need

Nature is full of infinite causes

Inquiring minds want to know...

The wonder of a curious child