Once again the peacock addiction took a hold of me. I feel like I am taking the reins of the wagon, then off I fall into a bed of tickly feathers of such intense colouration that I almost blush. Hopefully this us an isolated incident and I will get a grip of myself before the morning and strengthen my resolve. What can I say? It's just one day at a time. "Emergence of Finery" http://fineartamerica.com/featured/emerging-finery-carole-ann-ricketts.html
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