I did not have time to put a nice dress for Elizabeth’s ball, after the nice party from Karla‘s blog (my head is full of lovely images) . But my little one had a friend visiting her today and they both dress up for the ball! And my little angel even found a cavalier to take her to the ball!
So, for her , for the ball, for the joy in our lives, for the full moon, I start working on a nice poetry altered book in Dutch (Wuivend Riet, gedichtenbundel van Tress van Zetten).
I am going to add some of my comments in my language, Romanian, and some quotes in English, one for every poetry (this will be a future story).
This period of my life is like this full moon, the HARVEST MOON!
„Voor mijn dochter : dans klein meisje dans, dans met je neus in de wind, al ben je op vrijdag geboren, je bent een zondagskind”
„Pentru fiica mea: danseaza micuta mea, danseaza, danseaza cu nasul in vant, si chiar daca te-ai nascut intr-o marti, esti un copil de duminica”
„For my daughter: dance little girl, dance,dance with your nose in the wind, even if you are born on a Thursday, you are a Sunday child”.
Follow the dance of CicelyMary Barker’s flower fairies!
Vashti Bunyan Glow Worms