Patricia Maulding

Through the mists of Avalon I come to a clearing. There is a spring with clear cool water. I bend down to drink, and see my reflection in the pool. The sun is shining. There are deer grazing and faeries peering out at me from their tiny flowers. I am home.

I quit my corporate job to live in the enchanted world of dreams and art. Please check out my website, www.popPETography.com!