The red rose glowed in the pale blue light of the full moon. As he looked at it he was reminded of a time long ago, of the woman he had lost through his arrogance. This gleaming rose was the last of her he had to treasure.
5 x 8 Print - Art Card, The Sacred Seed, Driftwood Sculpture by Debra Bernier I love how these sculptures are created in nature and are still apart of the tree. I would love to run across one of these. It makes it look as if these are real wood spirits.