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love <3
Posted by: Lauren | April 02, 2009 at 12:49 AM
tres jolies compos , ma preferarence à la 1
Posted by: kabailly | April 02, 2009 at 01:23 AM
Oh my. That bottom one is just beautiful!
Posted by: Slugs On The Refrigerator | April 02, 2009 at 03:50 AM
margie, i am totally in awe every time i visit here. your creativity, your open heart, your love of nature, it's so very beautiful and inspiring.
of course, i love the bottom one most--it's the colors i love, the møn's klint merfish and i can see eyes in the peacock feathers. absolute perfection.
xox,
/julie
Posted by: julochka | April 02, 2009 at 03:52 AM
Gorgeous, so thought provoking. I'm happy to say my circle is widening all the time ;0
Posted by: meplusmolly | April 02, 2009 at 06:35 AM
fabulous. i like thinking about how wide my circle could be if i let it grow.
Posted by: melissa | April 02, 2009 at 06:58 AM
hmm...an embroidery hoop...i'd love to see what embroidery you have done...
Posted by: Adamandia | April 02, 2009 at 08:50 AM
Such a beautiful way to open our hearts and eyes to the process of widening. Thank you, Margie.
Posted by: mayaluna | April 02, 2009 at 10:37 AM
so so pretty.
Posted by: angelune | April 02, 2009 at 11:35 AM
Hi Margaret...saw your stone in Country Living...LOVE IT! I featured you on my blog,www.nantucketmermaid.blogspot.com...thanks so much for your inspiration! :):)
Posted by: nantucketmermaid | April 02, 2009 at 11:44 AM
Your eyes are so talented
at seeing nature.
I love this quote from
Albert... my father use
to always say it.
The way you place nature
and your art is very touching. Don't ever stop
you inspire the world.
love
Rane and kids.
~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~
Posted by: Rane | April 02, 2009 at 11:54 AM
My circle is not as wide as it should be. I love your site. I don't know you, but I love you. Maybe that's depression and pregnancy talking, but I don't think so. I love you Margie.
Posted by: Jessie | April 02, 2009 at 08:43 PM
Your nature circles are gorgeous. My circle has definitely widened since I've known you, Margie. It's grown to include moss, snails, and other crawling creatures.
Posted by: Patricia | April 02, 2009 at 11:42 PM
that is absolutely beautiful - the words, the images go so well together. i think i have to put this post up on my 'inspiring' list!
Posted by: therese | April 06, 2009 at 07:17 AM
Beautiful!
Posted by: Abigail | April 06, 2009 at 07:26 PM
How absolutely beautiful! Since visiting the Natural History museum, I am seeing a whole new beauty in collections, yours are stunning! :D
Posted by: miesmama | April 06, 2009 at 09:06 PM
The embroidery hoop collections! I love them! My circle has grown so wide this past year I hardly now how to contain it. I guess I won't. I'll just let it continue to organically bulge and press outwards ever farther.
Posted by: jackie | April 07, 2009 at 02:15 PM
beautiful and inspiring...my daughter and i need to make some of these..
Posted by: pomegranates | April 08, 2009 at 08:55 PM
Thank you so much for making your stones. I love them and they make me feel thrillingly delightful! I've been working on making a fish. I don't see a way to post the picture here, but you can see it at http://paula.edmiston.org/fish.jpg
Thank you.
paula
Posted by: paula | July 27, 2009 at 04:44 AM
Oh, and here is a poem for you
Stone
by Charles Simac
Go inside a stone
That would be my way.
Let somebody else become a dove
Or gnash with a tiger's tooth.
I am happy to be a stone.
From the outside the stone is a riddle:
No one knows how to answer it.
Yet within, it must be cool and quiet
Even though a cow steps on it full weight,
Even though a child throws it in a river;
The stone sinks, slow, unperturbed
To the river bottom
Where the fishes come to knock on it
And listen.
I have seen sparks fly out
When two stones are rubbed,
So perhaps it is not dark inside after all;
Perhaps there is a moon shining
From somewhere, as though behind a hill-
Just enough light to make out
The strange writings, the star-charts
On the inner walls.
Posted by: paula | July 27, 2009 at 04:48 AM