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The bowl was a celebration of eclectic rainbow hues, with all the order and the beauty of creation's meadow fields.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 7, 2021.
The bowl had come from the ancient tree, from a branch once given in wintry gale.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 7, 2021.
The bowl was a celebration of positive chaos, of how such bright and well intentioned splatters could bring to the eye a greater sense of beauty.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 7, 2021.
Into the bowl go the fruits of the garden as little Carissa tiptoes through the plants. The splash of red berries is so vibrant upon the green ceramic and her hands spread over the clay ripples as perfect starfish upon summer rocks.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, May 2, 2019.
The bowl was made for the giving, the giving of itself and the nourishment it cradled.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 7, 2021.