I find my muse in a garden, not of flowers, but of marble and wrought iron. There is peace among the stones, a quiet comfort being surrounded by angels and saints.
Monumental muse
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
I find my muse in a garden, not of flowers, but of marble and wrought iron. There is peace among the stones, a quiet comfort being surrounded by angels and saints.
Thin spiral notebook 
I’ve always thought there must be such quiet, peace and some level of comfort among those old bones. Their stories still itching to be told.
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there is indeed peace and time for reflection on life and happiness. Have a wonderful week.
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This is so true. There is a peace and comfort sitting or walking through the stones. Nice choice for Muse
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