Friday, 2 January 2009

Golden Flower





9 comments:

Elegia said...

I could also sleep till the end (of winter). Beautiful pic and words.

lepis said...

Just like me! And you!

SusuPetal said...

Elegia and Lepis, it's a crowded flower!

Kutuharju said...

Then came the summer, real, hot and brilliant summer, and the gloden rose that tenderly held the fairy in its arms all winter through, withered away. And the fairy cried and could not rejoice the summer, for her dear friend - her home - had died. That's when the fairy realized, that she was a bit like human beings who can never be fully content, never feel quite fulfilled, and she also realized that that was partly a reason to live; always to strive for something better... trust and wait, and one day it'll be there!

SusuPetal said...

Oh, what a wise story, Kutuharju. True.

Mick said...

Sweet!

SusuPetal said...

Aren't we, Mick:)

Peter said...

Have a nice winter, dear fairy!

SusuPetal said...

I will, Peter.