Catdding
by the_rkp

Comment:
charm, elegance, pizzazz.

Serenity
by allisonh

Comment:
quiet beauty.

An old mountain goat
by markwiley

Comment:
in his mountain gear I'm relieved to see.

Self-sealing
by Alex_Petrini

Comment:
this has the magic.

float
by ubique

Comment:
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Why am I so drawn to this, this little white moth on a dark blurry background? Yet not indiscriminately blurry, but suggestive: moonlight coming from behind two lines of trees that converge, either at the end of a lake or, illusorily, at the turn of a wide river, moonlight shining hither and yon on a river or lake. It is even more absurd, this moth or butterfly, just slightly brighter, slightly clearer than the moonlight, and nearly smack dab in the middle of a black and brown and blah lighted obscurity. You can even see the patterns on its wings. Why? Whom will it attract or deflect in all this murk? And yet this pull. Dark times. Real muck(that brown). A glimmer, an articulated glimmer only just implied. In the end this is deeply personal, the few times when, unsought and in greater or lesser murk I have received a glimmer, a sense of reordering(the organic geometry of patterns, like the music of Bach), a sense of sense in the murk. There is nothing superfluous in this composition, nothing lacking.

They would seek a new symbol of freedom
by skewsme

Comment:
and I had thought you had gone crazy through a(n electron) microscope. maybe tools are all the same.

The Long Summer Daze
by Bear_Music

Comment:
I want to visit this scene.

and talking the talk
by mitalapo

Comment:
a feat of feet.

Lily Noir
by jomari

Comment:
skews and postie speak for me. I dassn't meself.

r h y t h m • p u l s e
by Ja-9

Comment:
I feel that little twist of leg and rump to make that swirly froth.