An Artful Life filled with photography, reading, writing, music, painting, gardening, family, good friends, and the Creator of the Universe
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Children lose their innocence piece by piece. The layers are carved away until our hearts have been exposed and polished into an unnatural gloss. We spend the rest of our lives trying to remember why we ever loved so passionately and how we dreamed so simply, before life chiseled us down
to the core. From The Stone Flower Garden by Deborah Smith.