The.StoryKeeper: Imagination and fiction make up more then three-quarters of our real life.
The.StoryKeeper: Pretty pink flowers
The.StoryKeeper: Once you choose hope, anything's possible.
The.StoryKeeper: New shoes
The.StoryKeeper: hardly a child when she swims through the night with only dreams to keep her warm
The.StoryKeeper: The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense.
The.StoryKeeper: Christmas Eve '08
The.StoryKeeper: Christmas Day '08
The.StoryKeeper: 27th - Adelaide Botanic Gardens
The.StoryKeeper: We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day.
The.StoryKeeper: Tale as old as time; Song as old as rhyme
The.StoryKeeper: I have heard some beautiful notes in my life, she said, but they were nothing without the rest of the music, too.
The.StoryKeeper: Time enough for being braver, Time enough I love this time of year...
The.StoryKeeper: It's so hard to understand And often we are blind. But if truth were an ocean, Would it fit in the pool of a human mind?
The.StoryKeeper: Enjoy the Experience
The.StoryKeeper: All silky, all smooth and warm, borrowed
The.StoryKeeper: Anybody remotely interesting is mad, in some way or another.
The.StoryKeeper: In coffee city, we borrowed heaven...
The.StoryKeeper: People leave but things remain...
The.StoryKeeper: Year's end is neither an end nor a beginning but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.
The.StoryKeeper: Writers' Week
The.StoryKeeper: .walking along.
The.StoryKeeper: What's better than a kite? A magic kite!
The.StoryKeeper: Shady Lady
The.StoryKeeper: 9 more days of 17
The.StoryKeeper: “She was a woman of mean understanding, little information, and uncertain temper.”
The.StoryKeeper: Life's meaning has always eluded me and I guess it always will. But I love it just the same.