The crape myrtles are starting to fade, leaving blankets of violet-magenta petals around the garden.
Art journaling workshops and creative prompts.
The full page in an altered hardback, excerpted words. I've always found both bitter and sweet in these lyrics. "These are the days you might fill with laughter until you break. These days you might feel a shaft of light make its way across your face. And when you do you'll know how it was meant to be. See the signs and know their meaning. It's true, you'll know how it was meant to be. Hear the signs and know they're speaking to you, to you." #10000maniacs #artjournal #alteredbook