And who should come to visit but the blue fairy.

And she brought every kind of blue that you could remember.

And you could remember more kinds of blue than you knew you knew.

spinning air & sunshine

flower of flight

cricket song

dark moon night of trying too hard

or,

beads lost in the weeds

rainy evening cloak

I don’t know who she is,

but she’s not interested in sleeping

warrior in the weeds

Fish in a dish.

Perhaps showing influence of sushi dinner.